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Mar 2016
Hitting the road again
New cities, new faces
These faces belong to these places
Nothing is ever the same

You ask me If I could swing by later
But I'm not staying the weekend
Learn to love and not be a hater
Good or bad, everything comes to an end

Riding in my car
Going from one state to another
My mental state of mind stays amazed
I'm going fast and going far
I'm trying to call my mother
I'm a squirrel lost in a haze

Capitol buildings and white carriages
Breaking laws or broken marriages
Different stories but the moral is consistent
I wanna be anything but persistent

Such a rush, such a high
I'm not even taking a rest or hitting the drive by
I was here in the morning
I won't stay here the night
It gets my blood flowing
My nerves popping
It's in the mystery and dark of the night

Once you get out there, you'll see how much more there's to see
You could be anyone you want to be
Walk in circles or ride a new cool bicycle
Loose a sense of direction
It'll help you gain a new perception
One idea could change the world
Turn everything around fast and make a swirl
Written by
Shyne AM  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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