Chris Whitley

Wide Open Return

Chris Whitley


No time lost to passersbye 
lonesome transmission 
the miles decide 
everyday departures 
loosen from the land 
all the wide open returns 
in your stride 

Other lifetimes may 
graze your sleeve 
the lonesome panorama 
don't deceive 
faithful revolution 
blinds you to the ground 
in the wide open return 
you leave 

City of God 
transverse homes 
palace of dust 
kingdom come 
renegade weed 
vagrant wire 
heretic seed 
named desire 

Blurring lines at burning speed 
into the lonesome future 
you recede 
strained to transvision 
beyond the laws that blind 
to the wide open returns 
you bleed