Fountain of Youth
Hands on the wheel
Never meant to turn that way
Straight ahead was the plan
So why all this desert sand
I don’t know this land
So hard, and rough, and course
Had it mapped with water all around
So, how’d I end up in this town
A child echoes back
But which direction did it come?
Four corners of the world
Somewhere the kid got lost
Must have been somewhere between the sandbox and the jungle
Or maybe it was somewhere between the sea and the sky
I don’t know
But there’s no backtracking now
The flower can’t be far
I heard it grows in the sand and doesn’t need a drink;
For the sun wakes it up and warms its center
Said to be a hardy breed that survives
The worst of weather
It can’t be far now
TL