Cool air and clear nights, with my hand out the window
I am driving
The lights and sounds are just a blur and the moon is so bright
Ive got a quarter tank left but i feel im on empty
And running on fumes has gotten me tired
More so than the sleep i miss through restless nights
and lonely thoughts in the twilight of my conscious
To wake every morning with nothing worth staying up for
id fall asleep and waste my life just to avoid being awake and aware
of all i'm missing and missing out on
Rest is all i ask for
In the darkness i am lost, reading a map without any light
the signs in front warn of a dead end
and i dont think i can turn around
Im sure if i stop i will have nothing left to start again
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