A Little More

This day is too good
To end on a three o'clock road trip
To which I sleep in the moving roads
And find myself next to you all

I've forgotten one day
Because I was not near
My daily pens and words
But joy hasn't left my mind quite yet

It's funny how I'm impatient
You've given me the better of things
Along with the new snow
And the new coat

Thank you for the sound
Which we annoy ourselves with
By and by, I loathe bad endings
It's still too bright