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With a sigh I leave LA behind me, 50 miles to the edge of the county.
Drive through Blythe without a soul in sight.
Ain't it amazing how the landscapes change- even in a half a day?
No matter how far I go, Deirdre is always there to find me.
That's no way to live my life.
First it's bumper-to-bumper on a city grid, use a tank just to drive a mile.
Freeway ain't so free anymore.
Then it's windmills as far as the eye can see, pushing turbines deep underground