The Highway

The Highway:

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The sun lays down to rest

Behind the shadowed mountains

You follow the road

Dusty boots and second thoughts

Waiting for someone to accept your world

Take you for a ride

When you’re alone

You have no town, no home

A nomad of the highway

You watch the blonde and brunette cars pass by

Dead trees are like old friends

They know your name

They know your secrets

It’s time to leave them behind

And begin your fortune and fame

-Camille

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