It's like this
you board a Greyhound bus
headed for some city
out on the coast
and after a few hours
the bus makes a stop
at a small town café
so you get out
order a slice
of pie with coffee
and while you're finishing
you happen to look up
in time to see
the bus pull out
it's too late now
you might as well
finish your coffee
your piece of pie
you step outside
take a look around
it's all pretty homey
so you tell yourself
hey this is good enough
I might as well
find myself a room
stay on awhile
and see what comes
next thing you know
some twenty years
have come and gone
your wife's still willing
to put up with your shit
the kids near grown
the coast no closer
than when you started
but you might get there
one of these days
bring the family with you
on vacation