On the roadside
I sit on the edge
Of a flat spare tire
All the cars fly by
Like Stallions
Toward their checkered flags
I stare into the dust
From where I was made from
And I beg for the return
Then flashing lights
Issue me a ticket
Their help is a threat
Telling me to get my car off the road
They returned to their box of donuts
While i remained in the cold
There was no one I could call
Or funds to be drawn
Just a blurry stare
At the end of the road
The end of the road stared at me
Mocking my raspberries
Those dusty eyes peered inside
My blurry eyes
And spit in my face
I was just another corpse
Laying on the floor
A skeleton of war
Another casualty bleeding out
The horror
Time was a crimson red
Dripping the last hours of victory
I laid their at the side of the road
A cold slab
Introduced to the ends mystery
I've heard about this before
There's only six feet more
Before the journey ends
And the nails are driven forth
I had no strength to drawn on
My prayers drew deaf to heaven
And now all I can do
Is drink the cup
I've been given
On the side of the road
It's just me here
Laying in the dust of my corazon