Sunshade

Morning light breaks through the window He takes a breath, starts the day again With one hand on the wheel, the other blocks the glare Heading off to work, the weight is always there. Rolling down this road, time slips by, Shade pulled low for the morning sky. And in the evening when the sun says good night, The same old shade is blocking the light The hours fade the world keeps turning Sweet and effort dreams still b*****g Driving home past fields gold The shade comes down like stories told Its rhythm it’s a dance Of moving forward taking a chance Through the sunrise through the dusk It’s work, it’s love, it’s all of us. Rolling down this road time slips by Shade pulled low for the morning sky Coming home to the same old view the day is gone but the meaning’s new