On the Road

On the road
In another zip code
With no where to go
Just driving slow
Seeing nothing
Yet everything
Miles and miles
I drive with a smile
At the chance to get away
Away for another day
Seeking nothing
Yet everything
I find a bay
Where I will stay
Only for the night
Until it gets bright
For the chance
To get a glance
For something more
than this life of a bore.
Maybe just maybe
It’ll be more than a spree.