FORTUNE COOKIE
The long lonely highway cuts straight ahead like a razor blade
Across corn stubble landscape
Prays for a sign to validate (the choice she made)
She pulls into a greasy truck stop
Buys a morning paper and opens up the second section where the headline read
"We're headed in the wrong direction", headed in the wrong direction
(instrumental interlude)
Ten hours from home when she turned the car, on the radio Hank's lonesome voice
The chill night air cut by a steel guitar
Prays for an omen that she's makin the right choice (the choice she made)
An all night Chinese restaurant
Two egg rolls and some General Tso's
She cracked a fortune cookie and the fortune read
"You're headed in the right direction", headed in the right direction
Headed in the right direction, headed in the right direction
Bridge:
Headed in the right direction, headed in the right direction
Headed in the right direction, headed in the right, headed in the right
direction
c 2009 David Gohn