with spring juice running through my veins I jump red lights
wind rushes over my lips
I pass churches with empty altars
deserted parks
the white noises of the morning
a half loaded gun in
a tired of waiting hand
the city is agitated like a dog tied
outside a corner shop
and I drive through its roads
with no name
filling my lungs with colours
I once saw in a love movie
smiling in my day dreams with you
crossing through fields of panic
through all the signs pointing
towards nothing
and everything
Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 5:50 AM UTC
with spring juice running through my veins I jump red lights
wind rushes over my lips
I pass churches with empty altars
deserted parks
the white noises of the morning
a half loaded gun in
a tired of waiting hand
the city is agitated like a dog tied
outside a corner shop
and I drive through its roads
with no name
filling my lungs with colours
I once saw in a love movie
smiling in my day dreams with you
crossing through fields of panic
through all the signs pointing
towards nothing
and everything
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