New Auburn (feat. Anaïs Mitchell)

Every time I drive up on 53

I'm seein' sideways up ahead of me

There's little lakes, there's little fountains

There's little molehills made out of mountains

There's little prayers that I perceive

Every time I drive up on 54

It goes past Mick's and Dick's general store

There goes the signal, it's dropped for miles

There goes the static at the top of the dial

Every wildland screened in

By only a hundred years of white men

Who am I to witness? Who am I to see?

Who am I to notice? Which way a tree

Falling alone falls, silently?

Half a mile later just, past the sign

There's a Winnebago, an Econoline

I smell the lake on up a ways

I know the exit, the parking place

We used to swim out in the sun

We were swimming out there under the heavens

We were too young to have been unforgiven

Who are you to listen? Who are you to care?

Just someone who knows me from anywhere

Where do we come from? "Out of thin air"

I hear you whisper in the back of my hair