Gone For Awhile

He's been gone for awhile, you can tell by his tracks If he sticks to that path, there will be no turning back Plunged into this journey without checking the maps A little further each time he drains this rig of it's gas Faster-n-faster once you pass the speed bumps Every missed opportunity, evident by the lumps The machine breaking down with the more fuel that it pumps Why stay grounded when you can soar with the jumps Life is a journey, there's no destination Rushing to get nowhere, and still we keep racing Life through this metal tunnel, steady just wasting Never seem to run out of fuel, lower gas prices were chasing I packed this vehicle with all the *****I swapped for my hope I gladly tear a new hole right after I tie off this rope I plundge away all my pain, so with life I can cope It's a runaway rig pack plum full of this dope