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
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