25: Roads
Been awhile since I've driven for a commute
I kind of miss letting my mind wander
While I wait at the stoplights
And listening to the news in the morning
I used to drive for hours back in the day
With commutes halfway across the state
Now I jump on the local bus that takes me downtown
With nothing better to do than read a book
It's strange...the longer the distances,
The more time I seemed to have for everything
Now I feel I don't have enough to do it all
It's as if someone's stolen my sense of time
Or I've left it somewhere
Out on those New England roads
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I kind of miss letting my mind wander
While I wait at the stoplights
And listening to the news in the morning
I used to drive for hours back in the day
With commutes halfway across the state
Now I jump on the local bus that takes me downtown
With nothing better to do than read a book
It's strange...the longer the distances,
The more time I seemed to have for everything
Now I feel I don't have enough to do it all
It's as if someone's stolen my sense of time
Or I've left it somewhere
Out on those New England roads
This entry was originally posted at http://jonchaisson.dreamwidth.org/6599.html. Please comment there using OpenID.