I Drove
As
Fast
As
I Could
Go,
Staying
Ahead
Of
New
York
Snow,
To
San
Francisco,
In
A
Fine
Mercedes
200D,
To
Learn
Who
I Might
Be
Living
Beside
Another
Sea.
Out
There,
The
Whole
Country
At
My
Back,
It
Was
Easy
To
Lose
Track,
And
After
Lingering
Through
Several
Seasons,
For
A
Number
Of
Reasons,
I Drove
Back.