"Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to say something."
- Plato




Wednesday, July 9, 2008

all the signs and lights that we ignore.
the collisions and traffic jams
make me want to crawl into the floor.

so long as you're my road map
and I've got you in the passenger seat
We can sing out loud to avoid the
road rage,
so long as you don't mind that I'm off-key.

All the problems stay on the outside of the
windows,
some cling to the glass in drops of dew
but never once do we need to worry
I've got the wiperblades a piping and
I'm not afraid when I'm with you.

Bring on the storm,
bring on the wrecks.

The world's just a road we drive on
and nothing's a surprise anymore.

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