Lagwagon: "A Feedback Of Truckshop Poetry" Lyrics

I pulled over for a teabag i thought of you,

it wasn't bad you had direction and drive

And you arrived at closing time to find

They wiped down the bar and they built you a bed

Laid your head to rest and left you try to true again

You maybe proud then as it was always wish for thought

I would imagine you off maybe

I could see you again we could sit down and

have a moment and talk about your suicide

And i would put away your death if you

could put away the dope and all our enemies,

Well there's no time for you to know them

Any crooked mind disease but hopeless fools

They will be missing you i pulled over for nostalgia

I thought of suffering the joke no one delivered the punchline

No resolution is here i couldn't sharpen the

view and it's still drawn to you waiting on the new

But then this story has no end as we continue driving