Driving down the highway on a cool October day,
Hills are rolling gently as you speed along your way.
Minutes in the mirror fade away as on you go,
Thoughts are flowing, without knowing, 7 more to go.
Driving down the highway on a cool October day,
Music playing My Way makes you smile as they play.
Minutes add together to make up the life you know,
Thoughts are dancing, quite entrancing, only 6 to go.
Driving down the highway on a cool October day,
Memories are teasing of your youth so far away.
Minutes float before you as you think, where did they go?
Thoughts are twisting, reminiscing, now just 5 to go.
Driving down the highway on a cool October day,
Thoughts arise unbidden of a future judgement day.
Minutes prick your conscience that you’ve squandered them below,
Thoughts are grated, agitated, merely 4 to go.
Driving down the highway on a cruel October day,
Phone starts ringing loudly, and you answer in dismay.
Minutes on the cell phone, let the conversation flow,
Thoughts are sharing, tempers flaring, just 3 more to go.
Driving down the highway on a cruel October day,
Traffic’s getting heavy, and you think of words to say.
Minutes lost in transit, let the rage within you grow,
Fingers waving, misbehaving, just 2 more to go.
Swerving down the highway on a cruel October day,
Chaos is erupting, in your lane you cannot stay.
Minutes crash together as your life clock stops its flow.
Horns are blaring, seatbelt tearing, just 1 more to go.
Lying on the highway on a cruel October day,
Distant sound of sirens as the darkness comes to play.
Minutes all behind you as you’ve nowhere left to go.
Shadows growing, thoughts are slowing, 0 more to go.
