M. Lockwood Porter - I Went Out to Find the Answer

We got our own apartment just a mile from where we met
You spent the first months grieving, then we got ourselves a pet
I was low on money and my dreams were crashing down
I said I needed one more record, another job, another town
You said I'm not sure if I can do that now
So I went to find the answer hoping I'd make it back somehow

I drove the Dust Bowl Highway like so many times before
I slept on a leaky camping bed upon the floor
I walked in dusky twilight through the old industrial zone
I was back in my old hometown but I couldn't find my way back home
But I never forgot your voice or the kitten's meow
I went to find the answer hoping I'd make it back somehow

Me and my road buddy, we spent a winter in the west
Empty bars and pockets, old motels and all the rest
Like some redundant epilogue explaining the whole play
I thought I could be Neil Young, but I don't think Neil done it this way.
There was no curtain call. There was no final bow.
I went to find the answer hoping I'd make it back somehow

It was years ago, and no one knew
When I held you tight at the barbecue
I knew that night, it's how it had to be
You told me once, you told me true
I know there's no way out but through.
Oklahoma, California, or Tennessee

We were reunited by the time it turned July
At a junkyard in Wyoming, you bid your old life goodbye
Endless days of dreaming, we went driving all around
Then that same old Dust Bowl Highway took us to our wedding ground
The very day that I left you, I made a sacred vow
To go out and find the answer and finally make it back somehow

Written by:
Max Lockwood Porter

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