behind the wheel
clustered memories, scattered dreams
it never rains between her lashes
or so it seems
she spends her life avoiding crossroads
she's into highways flying by
changing lanes and changing postcodes
of reasons why
behind the wheel it's always easy
to keep on moving through the rain
she's found her way (and yes, it's cheesy)
to deal with pain
no looking back, the bridge is burning
no one to follow, no one to lead
it's just another page life's turning
for her to read
another lesson that she's learning
another crowd behind that's yearning
to see her bleed
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