EVERYWHERE I LOOK

IT'S KIND OF LIKE A HYMN AND I'M GOING NOW TO PRAY FOR THE ALL BLESSINGS THAT GET SENT MY WAY IT'S LIKE A TRAIN RIDE TWO DIRECTIONS ON THE TRACK WHETHER LOOKING FORWARD BUT SOMETIMES GOING BACK EVERYWHERE I LOOK RUSTIC BEAUTY A MISSISSIPPI MYSTERY ACRES OF SHADE AS WE SEARCH IN YOUR DEEP WOODS FOR PROOF LEFT FROM LONG AGO WHISKEY BOTTLE, OLD WOOD PIPE, A RUSTED METAL ROOF THE MORE THAT IS KNOWN OF EACH PLACE THAT I ROAM I SEE SOMETIMES DIFFERENTLY SMILES FROM PEOPLE WHO MIGHT HAVE CAUSE TO CRY AND THEN THERE ARE THOSE ON WHOSE KINDNESS THEY RELY WHEN GIVING OPPORTUNITY FEELS SO FAR TO GO WHERE THEY ARE WHO FIND SUCCESS NO ONE REALLY KNOWS RICH COMPLEXITY SO INSPIRING MISSISSIPPI ARTISTRY LONG HAVE THE PEOPLE WITH ROOTS TO YOUR PLACES REFLECT ON THE HISTORY ENTERTAINERS, ATHELETES, -WRITERS EXTRODINAIRE SO MANY ARE KNOWN FROM - PLACES RARELY KNOWN I LEARN OF ACCIDENTALLY