a ride

A ride

With Guitar slung across his back,
a kind being walked slowly down
an empty road that wound its way
through a lush forest

♫ ♫ ♫

After an hour or so
a ’63 VW bus slowed down and pulled over

Greetings, friend
Would you like to play?


Get in

The side door slid open
and revealed a comfortable den,
so inside he stepped

We were just about to begin

The bus began to move
and the hitchhiker took Guitar out its case,
and when Violin began to sing,
it joined Djembe, Harmonica and Shakuhachi
and made music for a while

♫ ♫ ♫

So where are you going?

To wherever you’re taking me

Right on

And then through the late afternoon they drove,
calm and still for awhile