it’s time to move

when you beg for your food

when it rains everyday

and turns to ice every night

and the sun came out to play

but he wouldn’t stay

the hell can i say

to get thru this day

without feelin’ broken n’ empty

the highways crisscross

for everyone who are headin’ somewhere

what if he ain’t [headin’ nowhere]

but still he’s out there

out on the interstate

drivin’ straight

from state to state

gettin’ up early

stayin’ up late

follows the red river

from san diego to boston

not realizing what it cost him

how many times he had to

learn where the bread aisle’s at

publix and kroger 

and von’s 

and stop n’ shop 

and qt and aldi

you feel me

how many first times

in the check-out lines

how many first nights in a new place

how many wakin’ up’s with yer familiar face

how many late night first dates

playin’ patty cake

with a new checkmate

closin’ in on me

knights and rooks and royals surround me

black n’ white-board a strategy

[to destroy me]

fuel up their ships

for chasin’ me high speed

across the sea…