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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