2. The Receptive

The Middle of Nowhere

Slip the moorings of the all familiar 

Get into a second car and go 

Somewhere late 

Looking out the window and I see we're in another state 

Now we're standing, and the clouds rush the sky 

In the sweetness of the morning stars you glow 

Take my hand 

Tell me that you're really in the presence of a wanted man 

The middle of nowhere is an easy place 

I'm taking you there 

All the way 

The middle of nowhere, I can see your face 

I'm taking you there 

All the way 

I'll defend you when the bells crack the sky 

And the workers fall into the day 

We'll know 

Land or sea 

Can never separate us from this moment that will always be 

The middle of nowhere is an easy place 

I'm taking you there 

All the way 

The middle of nowhere, I can see your face 

I'm taking you there 

All the way 

Robert Harrison

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