I checked my eyes in the mirror
They were red
It was a long day behind the wheel
But
I'm glad to be here
Although the thoughts of drive kept surfacing all day
On the drive
So you are where you are today
One step at a time
It's not the end all be all.
I start wondering...
Quiet the words. I learn that in time.
Quiet the words that come out of their mouths.
And turn up the rock. Turn up the rock.
Turn off the clock.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
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