I’ve learnt to love driving through the night,

The shadows creeping over roads

That once were washed with hedgerow green,

Setting every mile in midnight blue

Until the sun has kissed the earth on all her sides.

The cats eyes pass hypnotically

And mark my path into the void, or home

Wherever that may be I’ll drive

Into the blinding beam of trucks that blast their horns

An etiquette on roads I’ll never understand.

And yet I love the mystery, the swinging turns

That creep up on me when I least expect.

I love the radio that speaks to me

On levels personal, not broadcast to the world

And most of all I love the fact

That all the roads will lead me back to you.