Tracing the Grid - Pedro The Lion

New phone on the seat

Fancy rental car

Need no directions

When you know by heart

The low slung houses

Between Hilda’s and our old house

Driving my favorite route

Tracing the grid at night

Valley floor, incandescent light

I’m orbiting North Mountain pretty close

Not even half a life

The march you made is wide

I never dreamed that I would find another way home

Around the table

Aunts and uncles are all there

Communicating so animatedly

My favorite stories

I’ve memorized them all

They showed me how I’d always be

Tracing the grid at night

Valley floor, incandescent light

I’m orbiting North Mountain pretty close

Not even half a life

The march you made is wide

I never dreamed that I would find another way home

Someone is calling me

Someone is following

Someone is finally listening