I was walking down the Highway
The lone Highway - dark, stark;
The dead vehicles gushing past
Like meteors, they are racing with time.
The canopy of darkness pulling me,
The thrill of darkness filling my nerves,
The mystery of darkness pushing me ahead.
And the magic of darkness killing me -
My thoughts ; but wait....
I'm still going down the Highway, yes
Closing my eyes -
To the prison, where my soul lies.
