In the midst of the open-mic session
In walks an old-time connection
Blown in from Spain
Three sisters in train
On her way to Joel’s reception!
Early mist as we walk out the door
We break at the Inn On The Shore
A second brew
When we get to Looe
Is just what the doctor called for
A long debate on the route we are doin’
A diversion the police just threw in
More climbs to ascend
Still misty at the end
Felt like the Road to Ruin