Number Forty Six, November 15th, 2012

The wind is heavy
Out on I 80
The moon is shrouded in the sky
I'm driving a full load
Out to Colorado
Over the big Muddy I fly

I have my reasons
I have my notions
Put me on this road again
Kind of like to slow down
Take a road through a little town
Just let my compass spin

But I don't have time to
Stop and look around
Prisoner to this concrete
Tunnel that I'm on

Tell me why
Is Nebraska
Only a highway
To me

Fuel up in Lincoln
Rain's got me thinking
Of pulling over for the night
But I'm paid to make time
And I'll be fine
Dodging those scales all right
Just one step ahead of the coming freeze
With a cup of coffee to hold between my knees

I am believing
This road I'm speeding
Is taking me where I belong
But it's the things I don't know
Things you won't find on this road
Making me wonder if I'm wrong
Way out there I see the little town lights
Part of me is saying I wonder what it's like