A Feedback Of Truckstop Poetry lyrics

i pulled over for a teabag i thought of you,

it wasn`t bad you had direction and drive

and you arrived at closing time

to find they wiped down the bar

and they built you a bed laid your head to rest

and left you try to true again

you maybe proud then as it was always wish

for thought i would imagine you off

maybe i could see you again

we could sit down and have a moment

and talk about your suicide

and i would put away your death

if you could put away the dope

and all our enemies,

well there`s no time for you to know them

any crooked mind disease

but hopeless fools they will be missing you

i pulled over for nostalgia

i thought of suffering the joke

no one delivered the punchline

no resolution is here

i couldn`t sharpen the view

and it`s still drawn to you waiting

on the new but then this story

has no end as we continue driving