Out through the foggy window there just to see the eyes of my future children 

looking back at me back through the foggy window 

on and on miles pass years turn over 

on and on there from that rolled down window ponies run free 

cradled protectively there in the greenery somewhere I keep this picture 

on and on miles pass years turn over 

on and on for all the roads we've travelled 

and all the bridges burned I was thinking out loud the ways 

of the world that all seem so constant how few 

of the lessons we really have learned. 

out through the foggy window frozen in frame capturing passing pictures 

life's last refrain, memories ashes scatter 

on and on miles pass years turn over 

on and on