i miss the spring time
i miss driving around with my windows down
the smell of cola and fresh limes  

i miss the warm breeze
i miss the chilly rain
i smile but all i feel is pain  

the music on my radio many hear,
but few listen
messages are hidden in night time shadows  
but you stare at the sun as it glistens

i miss the asphalt cowboys
and all the baby magick
i miss going a hundred down the highway
my car was melted silver, the most
beautiful metallic  

how does anyone bear
this heavy humanness
the feeling of being completely full
of emptiness?

time flys by.
time is lost.
wasted time
is the ultimate cost.