Rik Palieri

Driving down this highway, diesel flowing through my veins
Burning up the asphalt through the hot & dusty planes
My peddles eating metal & my wheels a ring of fire
My rubber tires whining like old women in a  choir.

I'm a road warrior, keep moving all the time, 
living on the edge of a dotted yellow line.
I'm a road warrior & I can't deny, 
I just want to see life from the other side.

Hours pass so quickly, as minutes lose their time
Running for a touchdown, with every exit sign
But the game is far from over, and we're into overtime
I'm shifting into overdrive & roaring like a lion.

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The law says 65, but I'm pushing 90
I'll keep flying by, as long as they don't find me
When this old world locks me in, this highway is my key
An open road is freedom for a warrior like me.

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