Interstate

I wish you well, out there in the holy darkness

I wish you well, someplace far beyond the stardust

And if you find, solace among the angels

Some peace of mind, could you please let me know?

Oh, cause I think of you when the banjo and mandolin play

I picture you happy, Long Island iced tea by the lake

I see your smile in my mind on a breezy spring day

And I'll roll my windows down, on the interstate

Will you stay close, closer than this air I've borrowed?

Heaven knows, we saw our share of sorrow