Phone in hand Eyes closed Wrecked car Shut down roads Do we think Before we speak? Do we think Before we act? Crushed bones Cut lip This car Was sinking ship As soon as She bent her neck And maneuvered Her fingers Multiple streets Of opportunity And devastation Can’t you see We are …
Night driving In a moonlight adventure Trying to find the stars in the sky Don’t hold your head down, don’t cry As we head through galaxies in the daily grind Are we traveling or just arriving? It all depends on what you define Define as time The future of transportation is here at last …
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