Caprock

This is a story song about a journey to my friends wedding. I live in East New Mexico where the air is dry and the grass is barely green. It was such a contrast when I came down off the caprock and I remembered how green the grass could be. This song was written while driving (not the safest of activities). But I'm afraid that if I stop driving I will stop the story. So I just keep driving and hope I can read it when I get to my destination.