Track 1 of the album Small Kindnesses · 2020
Ninety Miles of Nothing and a Song
“Ninety miles of nothing and a radio full of static. I wanted a song that drives itself.”
indie folk · road folk · open-sky indie folk · 3:54
Lyrics
Ninety miles of nothing, a ribbon of heat The radio's static, a drum for my feet I've got a thermos, a map, and a hat And a promise to come back, and that is that A single tree stands where the dry river ran Crows on the wire like a brass-banded clan I wind down the window and let the wind in And hum the old song where the verses begin Ninety miles of nothing and a song That's all I need to carry along The sky is wide and the road is long But I'm not lost, I'm singing along Hey, the wheels turn round, the horizon's mine Ninety miles of nothing, and I'm fine A motel sign blinks at the end of the day A kettle, a bed, and a place I can stay I fold up the map on the little pine chair And whisper my thanks to the desert air Ninety miles of nothing and a song That's all I need to carry along The sky is wide and the road is long But I'm not lost, I'm singing along Hey, the wheels turn round, the horizon's mine Ninety miles of nothing, and I'm fine Tomorrow the mountains, tomorrow the rain Tomorrow the green of the home-coming lane But tonight there is only the dark and the stars And the quiet that opens like old guitars Ninety miles of nothing and a song That's all I need to carry along The sky is wide and the road is long But I'm not lost, I'm singing along Hey, the wheels turn round, the horizon's mine Ninety miles of nothing, and I'm fine And I'm fine I'm singing along