I cannot wait
To walk under the moon
The roads are empty
I am unchained
I miss the people lost, no more
To the twists and turns
Some are stuck in the
Middle of the crisis in Sandwich town
Cars are too afraid
To prowl the streets
Too bad I am stuck
On the highway
With my suitcase in my hand
Jumping off the side of the night
Tossing and turning in my sleep
No more a typhoon
I sell myself to the stars
For a night of isolation
A day of stares