[Verse 1]
The highway hums in whispered tones,
A hymn of steel, of dust and bones.
His hands grip tight, the wheel a throne,
A king of miles, yet all alone.
The neon blurs in crimson streaks,
Ghostly echoes, past life speaks.
The signs they call in silent wails,
Yet lost he roams on asphalt trails.
His heart, a hollowed-out machine,
Rolling forth in dull routine.
Chasing ghosts of yesteryear,
Yet fleeing all he once held dear.
[Chorus]
Oh, the road is long, the lights are dim,
Reflections dance on the edges of him.
But the wheels don’t turn for the lost, for the cold,
They burn for the selfless, the brave, the bold.
[Verse 2]
A weary stop, the engine sighs,
Flickering glow 'neath violet skies.
The gas pumps hiss, the silence hums,
A fleeting pause before he runs.
Then eyes of ice, yet burning bright,
A voice that cuts the empty night.
Her words, like lightning, strike and sear,
A whispered truth he strains to hear.
"You drive like ghosts give chase to you,
But tell me, sir—who do you pursue?
The past, the self, the fleeting thrill?
Or something more than hollow will?"
His lips stay sealed, his throat runs dry,
No answer forms, he can’t deny.
The neon hums, the night stands still,
A moment hangs, his fate to fill.
[Chorus]
Oh, the road is long, the lights are dim,
Reflections dance on the edges of him.
But the wheels don’t turn for the lost, for the cold,
They burn for the selfless, the brave, the bold.
[Verse 3]
A breath, a blink—then gears engage,
Yet something shifts within the cage.
The wheel he turns, the past unwinds,
A road once lost, he now must find.
The taillights fade in morning’s glow,
No longer blind, no longer slow.
The highway calls, but he defies,
For love, for kin, for old goodbyes.
His ghostly chase, a shadow slain,
A man reborn on fate’s own lane.
To drive not lone, but side by side,
For those who walk, for those who ride.
[Final Chorus]
Oh, the road is long, the lights may dim,
But love still burns on the edge of him.
The wheels now turn for the hearts untold,
They burn for the selfless, the brave, the bold.
SethKillroy