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Array ( [sid] => 178098 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Underpass [time] => 2014-04-04 11:29:06 [hometext] => I did my turn as a 'rubber tramp' in my glorious, carefree youth- before I realized how complicated life is. [bodytext] => The clouds are rollin'
The sky is droppin'
The air is heavy
But my feet keep ploppin'
And the underpass is still a mile away
It don't look like I'm stayin' dry today.

But that's the way my life's bein' written
I'm holding my pen through my sinnin' n' my grinnin'
I need to take some time to smile through the pain
If I can do that I won't mind this rain.

I left St. Louis
not knowin' where I'm goin'
Just a dream I can't remember
and half a tank of gas,
The years between, whatever they mean
Have brought me here to this underpass.

I just made it- I see a few others
People on the road, my sisters and my brothers
We don't wear ties
or take escalators
We're more at home with warm beer
and gators,
and if you ask me, or any one of them
would we change it all if we could do it again?
One might say yes,
but ten would say no,
cause there ain't no freedom like livin' on the road.

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The Underpass

Contributed by invierno on Friday, 4th April 2014 @ 11:29:06 AM in AEST
Topic: Nostalgic

The clouds are rollin'
The sky is droppin'
The air is heavy
But my feet keep ploppin'
And the underpass is still a mile away
It don't look like I'm stayin' dry today.

But that's the way my life's bein' written
I'm holding my pen through my sinnin' n' my grinnin'
I need to take some time to smile through the pain
If I can do that I won't mind this rain.

I left St. Louis
not knowin' where I'm goin'
Just a dream I can't remember
and half a tank of gas,
The years between, whatever they mean
Have brought me here to this underpass.

I just made it- I see a few others
People on the road, my sisters and my brothers
We don't wear ties
or take escalators
We're more at home with warm beer
and gators,
and if you ask me, or any one of them
would we change it all if we could do it again?
One might say yes,
but ten would say no,
cause there ain't no freedom like livin' on the road.

Copyright © invierno ... [ 2014-04-04 11:29:06]
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Re: The Underpass (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 12th April 2014 @ 04:32:40 PM AEST
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have spent some time on many roads myself, loved this; great flow and images,

hugs n' love nessa

Re: The Underpass (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Friday, 2nd October 2015 @ 10:47:29 PM AEST
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I like he analogy that life is indeed a road to be traveled. Fortunately you had a destination at some point.
Those of us who don't know where we're going usually end up there faster than we think. I see the evidence in seniors working at McDonalds for minimum wage because all they have is social security which, in fact, is neither.
The road to freedom you speak to has to end at some point. But it is a wonderful journey while it
lasts.
softerware

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