Up and down this long lost road,
lost amoung,
things once known.
We search for rest
through winding mountains and
perilous valleys.
As headlights race
through countless alleys
in their seeking glow,
we seek to learn,
we seek to know.
They bask the homes
in electric luminesce
as they slumber together,
and as we ride alone,
radio turned low,
thoughts turned high,
pedal to the floor,
destination: unknown.
We drive these roads,
these roads drive us,
some roads once,
some roads many,
some roads home,
many roads
home.
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 4:45 PM UTC
Up and down this long lost road,
lost amoung,
things once known.
We search for rest
through winding mountains and
perilous valleys.
As headlights race
through countless alleys
in their seeking glow,
we seek to learn,
we seek to know.
They bask the homes
in electric luminesce
as they slumber together,
and as we ride alone,
radio turned low,
thoughts turned high,
pedal to the floor,
destination: unknown.
We drive these roads,
these roads drive us,
some roads once,
some roads many,
some roads home,
many roads
home.
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