how many youthful nights have i driven away from a town of late nights searching for hope driving this highway with orange street lights and yellow headlights flashing past my eyes how many lonely drives must i endure blasting songs too loud to drown out my thoughts of grief for this life
the city lights glowing over water under bridges built to connect us when all i feel is worlds away from a life of people that move forward towards white picket fences and bouncing baby’s
these drives are spent running wishing to have enough courage to pack up this hatchback and watch as everything i know grows smaller and smaller
in the dead of the night where beauty softens grief