We pulled off the highway 
and drove down Main Street; 
found a one-pump 
where we gassed and asked where the food was, 
just like we knew we'd been expected all along. 
lawyer had an office on the 2nd floor. 
He reached it from the outside up the stairs side of the wall. 
Just past there I looked down the street 
and saw where the town disappeared into the high plains, 
and I knew that somewhere out there 
there's a valley that's filled with frozen clouds 
where dust hangs in the air like it is perfume, 
and no one is waiting 

Is there someone here that knows me? 

I meant to write down the name of the town 
and I don't remember the highway we took to get to it, 
or where we went afterwards, 
I do remember the frozen quality of the hours we stayed there. 
I remember the waitress 
& what Tom had to eat; 
I remember the faces of the other customers like they were my own family. 
And I remember that just over the horizon there was a valley 
that was filled with frozen clouds 
where dust hung in the air like it was perfume. 

Is there someone here who knows me?