A good many years ago Champ and I went backcountry hiking out West with friends. At one point we spent days on end traversing Canyonlands, mainly in the Maze District. John Mayer's song, "3x5", was playing on the radio that summer and the pop station had it ingrained in our heads. Evening after evening we'd heat up our ramen noodles and watch the most fantastical light show I had ever (and have never since) seen. It would begin at dusk and go on into the wee hours of the night; starting on the buttes, spilling sunset rays into the canyons turning golden as they scooped up the day hot light. Just when it seemed to end, our eyes would raise and silvery stars would connect into constellations I only knew from books.
Today skies are painted colors of a cowboy's cliche'
And strange how clouds that look like mountains in the sky
Are next to mountains anyway.
Didn't have a camera by my side this time
Hoping I would see the world with both my eyes.
There was no way John Mayer was singing to anyone else but us that summer. This weekend he performed an encore. And today- a Tuesday long after the events have ended? The pictures behind my eyes are something worth talking about.
Maybe I will tell you all about it whenI'm in the mood to lose my way,
but let me say
you should have seen that sunset with your own eyes.