Flying down the highway,
open space all around.
Fast-moving Flaneurs, and
our feet never touch the ground.

Music fills my ears and my heart,
as I belt out songs with my best friend.
Our voices ring out from the start;
music swelling in the small space.

                                                         ­                   Eight hours never feels long
                                                            ­                when we are driving together.
                                                       ­                     The road is a line and life is a song.
                                                           ­                  I want it to last forever.