A Short Trucker's Madrigal

Highways and motels, yet still miles to go such is the life of a truck driving man forever moving with no future plan. In dawn's eastern blush, bright headlights still glow shadows creep in, memories of Maryanne. Highways and motels, yet still miles to go such is the life of a truck driving man Lights flashing ahead, traffic getting slow poor bastard T-boned, trapped in his sedan but Jaws of Life ain't enough for this man. Highways and motels, yet still miles to go such is the life of a truck driving man forever moving with no future plan.