Asphalt

Chalup's home in Jeeper Soft, a road trip song lifts hearts aloft

Miles of highway stretch ahead, white lines hermetic like a thread

Weaving stories of where we've been, and the places we've never seen

This asphalt lullaby so sweet, rocks us gently in the driver's seat

Asphalt lullaby, sing me to sleep, as we drive through the night so deep

The rhythm of the road, our guiding light, carrying us through to morning's bright

This asphalt lullaby, a soothing song for restless souls who don't belong

Radiostatic between the towns, tales of distances we've grown

Gas station coffee and stale donuts, fuel this journey of misfits and mutts

This asphalt lullaby, our friend, on a road that seems to have no end