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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Late Night Driving


Lyrics to a song I wrote on the piano quite awhile ago.

I remember
That day in December
We were riding in my car
You said you were injured
But I couldn’t avenge her
We had driven pretty far
We talked about violence
The air filled with silence
So we sat there in the dark
Then I felt compliant
We’d formed an alliance
From the first time I saw sparks
And the walls
Came down
A bit
Every word
Was like
A brick
All the colors of the rainbow
Couldn’t match the beauty
Of your heart spilling out of your mouth
Telling me about your house
The house that was your home
The headlights were shining
Conversation was dying
We listened to ColdPlay sing
I thought you were crying
And you were denying
You wanted to ride the swing
And the walls
Came down
A bit
Every word
Was like
A brick
All the colors of the rainbow
Couldn’t match the beauty
Of your words spilling out of your mouth
Telling me about your house
The house that was a home
We talked about violence
The air filled with silence
So we sat there in the dark
Then I felt compliant
We’d formed an alliance
From the first time I saw sparks

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