Keys went clicking down the hall
You left shadows on the wall
Old receipts, all white and blue
Scents of rain and Friday's dust
I kept listening just for you
Leave me open by the road
Turn me toward the setting key
I was never framed to stay
I was built to roll away
Set me where the wide winds blow
Tape still hums beneath the lamp
Your old number on the stamp
Old hymn lifts the faded choir
Dust and lint conspire
Every crease is stained anew
Cords cross bare and floorboards creak
Window's watching every move
Cardboard castles by the door
Taped to floors and walls and more
Boxes breathing, cracks decay
Leave me open by the road
Turn me toward the setting key
I was never framed to stay
I was built to roll away
Set me where the wide winds blow
I was carried down the hall
Smaller now, but standing tall
Then the straps give one long pull
And the wheels begin to roll
I take one breath before it all
Windows face the western sun
One loose hinge begins to run
Lamp awaits its final word
Bare nails hum the words I heard
Turn the lock, the lease is done
Then the day has just begun
Leave me open by the road
Turn me toward the setting key
Leave the rooms and drop the past
Let the first blue hour be vast
I was never built to last
I was built to leave it all
Road hums low beneath the wheels
Dawn folds white across the hills
Every crease begins to bloom
Every corner leaves the room
I am wheel and road and freedom
