Cracked case rests on vinyl seat
Heat waves dance on burning street
Driver watches white lines fade
Promises the road has made
Desert violin sings loud and clear
Voice carries past the canyon here
No fare collected meter stays
Ancient wood through sunlight plays
Strings remember all the ways
Saguaro shadows stretch and lean
Old violin sings soft and mean
Driver nods to the rhythm found
Wheels eat up the hollow ground
Desert violin sings loud and clear
Voice carries past the canyon here
No fare collected meter stays
Ancient wood through sunlight plays
Strings remember all the ways
Cactus spines tap time on glass
One note per mile passing by
Driver tips his worn hat back
Sands don't care for time or track
Desert violin sings loud and clear
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