Decade Transportation Song Art
A song about Decade Transportation being a company with unlimited time off and short dock times
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Lyrics
Intro]
(Soft, felt piano chords, sustained cello notes)
The iron door slides shut.
The cargo is settled, heavy and silent.
In the yard, the clock is not an enemy.
The dock hands move with quiet precision.
My work here is already a memory.
I am gone before the rain begins to fall.
[Part B: Development]
(Rhythmic brush percussion, swelling string textures)
I pull onto the black asphalt ribbon.
The dashboard light is soft, a steady companion.
I see the mountains leaning against the sky.
There is a specific geometry to this freedom.
Efficiency allows for the luxury of looking away.
I find a lake where the trees grow toward the water.
I pull the brake and let the engine rest.
[Part C: Crescendo]
(Full orchestral swell, repetitive piano motif)
And I step out into the tall grass.
And I feel the cold air fill my lungs.
And I let the week dissolve into a month.
And the trailer waits without complaint.
And I am more than the miles I have driven.
And the name Decade remains steady on the white door.
[Part D: Resolution]
(Minimalist piano, fading cello)
Freedom is a quiet engine.
Short waits in the yard.
Long departures in the wild.
I will find my way back to the road.
But not today.
The horizon is patient.
(Fade out on a single, low string note)
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