in every situation we acknowledge the driver and the passenger. in my life i will drive myself through the city and watch stars shine. through fights we find ourselves looking through windows. in fights we sing.
i have a perpetual black eye that leaves me in pain every morning. i have an aching stomach that leaves me looking at the passengers from the night wondering why.
i see a sadness and a city that weeps, i see something that belongs to you and me.
i ride and i ride and i ride. and we cry, cry, cry. then we we sleep but not before we see the stars that are yours and mine, and they shine.
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