Life spent going down a road,,any road, they're all the same.
After ten years they all lose their name.
Many towns and many a street, still they play-out the same lonely beat.
Lost in new faces, depressed with new places.
Going insane with nothing to gain.
A truck drivers life, stabs like a knife.
The more you travel, the more you unravel.
What was once a desire now burns like a hot glowing fire.
Where is that stop, where I get to jump off.
Where is that pride in giving life a long ride.
Time and money, money and time,
now thirty years later, it all fades away.
In this stupid little rhyme...........................

life and work......