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Mar 2013
Darkness awaits these wary eyes as
The chorus of the day fills my body
Another town
Another place
Ready for the load
So be my precious

Oil filled jeans edge the way
To my rig of life
Rock to the ready
As music meets music
Mile after mile

Lonely in my solitude
See life pass
Everyday
Eyes meet eyes never a word said
But a nod feels the same

Call to the phone don't end the delays
Cuts from the cars that never give way
To shouts from a horn
Not looking
My day

Food all a plenty that fills fuller
Shirts
Sleeps for the bunk
Time wasted
Another life away
Long the day as loading still waits
Another 2 hours
Another delay

Trucking is life
A world on its own
A place for the madman
A place for the lone
Yet all this appeals to me and the few
This world is my playground
I'm here for the view
andy fardell
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