Saturday, December 3, 2011

In .9 Miles Send Me Off A Cliff

In .9 Miles Send Me Off A Cliff

Guide me to the light
And I will faithfully follow
Speak to me without a hint of life
And I will gladly give breath away

Accurately reveal the turns ahead
And I will close my rumored eyes
Utter the legend of a home
And there I will reside

Scold me for my disobedience
And I will weep onto the dash
Calmly correct my mistakes
And I will erase what’s left of my pride

Turn angry and sentient
And I will promise to be unaware
Guide me into the sky
And I will swerve where no road exists. 

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