A superb song by Mary Chapin Carpenter...
More on Mary's music elsewhere on the blog.
Land so flat and sky so dark, I say a prayer to float
Should all at once the San Jacinto surge beyond its banks
Like Noah reaching higher ground I'd offer up my thanks
'Cause I'm a stranger here, no one you would know
I'm just passing through, I am therefore I go
The moon rose in the east, but now it's right above
As I say aloud, goodnight America
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