Tracing the Grid

New phone on the seat Fancy rental car Need no directions When you know by heart The low slung houses Between Hilda's and our old house Driving my favorite route Tracing the grid at night Valley floor incandescent light I'm orbiting North Mountain pretty close For not even half a life The mark she made is wide I never dreamed that I would find Another way home Around the table Aunts and uncles are all there Communicating so animatedly My favorite stories I memorized them all They showed me how I'd always be Tracing the grid at night Valley floor incandescent light I'm orbiting North Mountain pretty close For not even half a life The mark she made is wide I never dreamed that I would find Another way home Someone is calling me Someone is following Someone is finally listening