Away From It All
Words and Music by Chris Kennedy


It's a town to pass through
A blinking light
A windy place that's slowly dying
Quiet like a memory
Even on a Saturday night
Mostly old folks who stopped trying
That's what the strangers see
As they pass on by
At 55 miles an hour
In the dusty blink of an eye

What they don't see
As they head for the interstate
Is you and me falling in love
Away from it all

No fancy boutiques
No celebrities
Just a general store with plenty of time for biding
And a few old shacks
From the turn of the century
And an old motel out where the 2 lanes widen

That's what the strangers see
As they pass on by
At 55 miles an hour
In the dusty blink of an eye

What they don't see
As they head for the interstate
Is you and me falling in love
Away from it all

Staring into my coffee
At the Oregon Trail Cafe
I'm plotting routes to Denver
On the way to Santa Fe

You stumbled upon me
And you said "feel free to stay"
And I fell free into a world
I thought had slipped away

Well we made ends meet
For just about a year
Leaving time for silence and some thinking
Unsure of the road
But we know we gotta hear
The sound of each other smiling as the sun goes sinking

That's what no one can see
As they pass on by
At 55 miles an hour
In the dusty blink of an eye

What they don't see
As they head for the interstate
Is you and me falling in love
Away from it all

What they don't see
As they head for the interstate
Is you and me falling in love
Away from it all

©Blue Vignette Publishing, ASCAP