Headlights catch the highway
old thoughts of the day
worthless reasons
he fought for you to stay
the road seems dark
on an aimless journey
when you hold steady
spiral and crash
wake up to the wall
that man with his flashlight
hanging on to your pulse
more full than empty
the rush of a blood army
keeping you on your feet
while down the street
loud engines accelerate
making destruction
worse than what appears
and with each passing one
you hope to be anywhere
with anybody to take you
far from home
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