What I'll Think About At The End

These roads lead to somewhere

We could go home

Or we could keep running

Keep turning down these streets

Only to stop for gas and smokes

And I swear I could’ve died in those days

Without a worry in the world

Just you, me, and the sun

Do you feel anything yet?

I feel God

That’s just the drugs, honey

It’s the holy trinity and I smoking grass and creating constellations

The open road and the moving of time

I can still feel the reverberations

The feeling of being completely free

Rolling down the edges of the stars and stripes

It was a different time, but we kept our own moments

That’s how the story went and how the days passed

Avoiding it all, and taking in everything

Just keep talking baby, keep living

Okay, I’ll dream for you

Prologue

It was just us in those days

Looking around and waiting for nothing

Nothing at all, and that was just fine

The sun would wake us

Burning with nothing but time

I don’t know what love is, I’ve never seen it

Fuck it. . people forget

I’ll try it out too

Soaring down the roads, backtracked in my mind

Late night wine, and the remedies

Looking at all these pages like they matter
But what only matters, is what this all can be