there’s a truth to what you’re sayin…’bout how life just turns over and over without any stops…we think it’s goin’ slow…but…it’s not…time goes real fast…

America has a way of creepin’ up on ya…has a way of bringin’ everything to a head…you thought you were ready…prepared all your life for a catastrophic event…the death of a loved one…heart attack…those nights you can’t sleep that keep addin’ on and on throughout the course of a life…no peaceful rest…it’s always somethin’ keepin’ you awake…behind on the mortgage…car payments…that tooth you had pulled set you back some…it’s always somethin’…

you never had time to take that trip out West…see the mountains…visit the desert and just get lost…drivin’ along the roads that were built years ago by men who sweated and moaned while the afternoon sun came down upon them…turnin’ their skin into leather…burn becomes brown…they always wanted to escape as well…go off some place where it’s nice and cool…shady trees…blue ocean…cocktails in carved out pineapples…with some cherry and orange stickin’ out on a sword…

we all have a vision of what we think our lives are gonna be…married with kids…a steady job…a Sunday newspaper opened up to the entertainment section…lookin’ for a movie…somethin’ to take our minds off that thing that keeps us down…is there a Heaven or Hell…life after death…was the preacher man right when he said that the sweet love of Jesus saved us and only those who believe in him will see an ever lasting life…we think ’bout these things…thoughts throughout our lives…sittin’ on a fence post…wonderin’ which way to take off…

we’re always on that fence post…