Tires slide and screech
A path not yet complete
With memories like sand
Phantom ethers of the mind
Disappear in the wind.
What lies ahead is not yet clear,
I've been driving along, and though I steer
The sand blurs all vision
Sensors glitch and sputter
So I halt now, then hit ignition
Smell the breeze,
The aroma of luxury leather,
Horizons full of freedom
All is one
But there is more
There is two and three and four
There is fast and there is slow
There is the promise of the road
Heading towards the bright city lights
Check the mirrors
Tap the screen
"Turn the radio on"
I want to hear the new tunes
Across bridges in the night.
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