Heat shimmers off the asphalt skin
Tuning fork sings where I begin
Eighty-eight teeth bite the desert wind
Pinblock holds what glue has pinned
Mile markers blur in dusty light
Octaves stretch through violet night
Center line holds temperament true
Wood remembers what steel strings do
Desert pitch don't lie to me
Steel strings remember what they see
Highway hums a low refrain
Tuned to dust and heat and rain
Felt hammers kiss the morning cold
Stories told on roads grown old
Three strings sing in unison tight
Pull the highway through the night
Mile markers blur in dusty light
Octaves stretch through violet night
Center line holds temperament true
Wood remembers what steel strings do
Desert pitch don't lie to me
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