Highway               

 

Matt Meighan

 

I woke up one morning, ill and annoyed

Living in Chicago had made me paranoid

I knew I had to get away and try to  find some peace

‘Cause every day seemed like a war between the cops and the freaks

 

       Now I’m just walking down the highway

       All those noisy cars zipping by

       Man they sure go fast

       Some of them wave as they go past

       I guess I’ll keep on walking ‘till I die

 

Then I moved to misery it was my favorite state

I would say I didn’t like it then I’d heap more on my plate

I guess I was starved for suffering I couldn’t seem to get enough

But I tried to bear it with a smile it was popular to bluff

 

       Now I’m just wandering down the highway

       All those zealous cars zooming by

       Some have offered me a ride

       But I like it better here outside

       I guess I’ll keep on walking ‘till I die

 

Noah climbed the ark and saw the waters rising fast

He could see the future coming to wash away the past

Standing on this little rock, it looks the same to me

Tomorrow soon will be today and today will be history

 

       Now I’m just floating down the highway

       With an illegal smile on my face

       I’m making up a song

       As I walk along

       And right here is just as good as anyplace

 

Late in the evening I sat down by the sea

I watched the waves come rolling in as peaceful as could be

Each one was an angel, scattering moonlight

Never once asking was it wrong, was it all right

 

       Now I’m sitting by the ocean

       Wave after wave rolling by

       They run so wild and free

       And each one sings its song to me

       Guess I’ll sit right here until I die

 

Here is the main thing that I want to say

Like a gust of wind life blows by and then it fades away

There’s really nowhere to rush to and you don’t need a car

‘Cause it seems like everywhere you go, there you are

 

     Now I’m just wandering down the highway

     All those pretty cars rolling by

     We’re all headed the same place so it makes no sense to race

     Guess I’ll keep on walking ‘till I die.

 

Copyright © 2002 Matt Meighan  All Rights Reserved.

 

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