Patrick Wescott - Road Trip (2005)

I sat and played connect the dots
etching out the map of life.
Where do I get on this trip?
Do I have enough fuel to go?

Highways of boredom circling.
citystreets full of testing.
Back alleys of lust and passion,
perhaps country roads of adventure.

I cant see any stop signs.
Do we just keep driving?
Oh theres one up ahead,
just barely out of vision.

Lets go the other way
and see what it brings

Patrick Wescott

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