Out through the foggy window there just to see the eyes of my future children   looking back at me back through the foggy window   on and on miles pass years turn over   on and on there from that rolled down window ponies run free   cradled protectively there in the greenery somewhere I keep this picture   on and on miles pass years turn over   on and on for all the roads we've travelled   and all the bridges burned I was thinking out loud the ways   of the world that all seem so constant how few   of the lessons we really have learned.   out through the foggy window frozen in frame capturing passing pictures   life's last refrain, memories ashes scatter   on and on miles pass years turn over   on and on