I might have sold my mind to a fugitive cause
Tossing all belongings into the nearest inlet
Looking to Heaven, hoping to go
Rolling towards the sunset
For there was nothing more the day could offer

I think I met a girl but I can't quite remember her name
With bright green eyes and hair ablaze
Or perhaps those eyes were blue
Hair enlightened by the sun
I can only pretend to not know her name
Just a lie, buried beneath the bass

Now we hit the highway, sun still high above
Sinking slowly, like the rest of time
All that speed and rhythm but the girl, still on my mind
Pretending to not know her name
Drinking in the ocean air,
Shades obscuring deep introspection

Finally, we have arrived
As close to a destination as a band of roving dreamers could claim
Broad and serene,
Representing a wake, trailing behind all we have seen

Aya, your name
To which, I cede the point you've made
Stubborn in my decisions to abstain
To deny a relationship in a bid to be sane
Succumbing to your beauty and personality
I'll join you in this game

So, pass me the keys
Pack your things
We'll drive into the sunset
Just to do it again