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night drive

sunlit lights blaze quickly past

i\'m hitting eighty, but on the dash

a gift you gave to me 

is the only one that sees 

my tears 

i\'m driving from the porcelain 

smiles that i\'m boxed in 

the crushing weight of everything 

the hollow feeling when i sing 

i\'m gone

the road is empty late at night 

fields lit by halogen candlelight

a deer stole my breath then walked away

i looked at death and then i stayed 

it left 

sunlit lights blaze quickly past 

i\'m driving, but now at last

the words you spoke to me

they grow inside of me

i think