Evergreen

Morning fog rolls in
As I slowly drive
Quickly bring the high-beams
Then re-decide
All-terrains howl on tar and chip
Keep her between the lines
That some men for the county
Toiled on over a while
Then they fade

Six lanes of progress
Five miles to my right
My four wheels howl homeward bound
Three hours 'til the light
Not much left to see out here
Two headlights in the night
One stricken man drives on alone
Deep beneath the pines
Evergreen

Evergreen
I'm in envy of these pine trees
Cast your hope on me
As I pass by that stricken life
That lines the forgotten highway

A '56 Belvedere
In gold and cream white
Flies to the left of me
Gone into the night
I never did see the man
Behind that two spoke wheel
But fog wisps off phantom fins
Proved a presence all too real
At 125

I round one left hand bend
Then a sharper to the right
Where two black scars were caked upon
The tar, chip and lines
I never did see the car
But the fog parts eerily
And shed my lights on a scar
Dug in the tallest tree
Evergreen

Evergreen
Everlasting, understanding
Cast your hope on me
As I pass by that stricken life
That lines the forgotten highway

I'll never be bound to this highway
To this highway
To this highway
Bound to the forgotten highway