Left on some train tracks
A train barreling down
The side of the road
Nothing around
*******
Blind
Knowing the suns going down
You can choose hate
Make it your own
Or love but never like this before
We ended like a handful of sand thrown against the wind

Start a fire
Fan it to death
Scream at the sky til you're out of breath
Drive 155 towards the sun as it sets
Sometimes we hold on so tight we squeeze out the life
An unnoticed death
A crime in the night
A sequence years ago that led us to the question why

All I know is I don't want you to go
I don't want you to go