the song remains the same

preface: just for the record, i don't "light up and drive" or "get too high," it just sounded good in the poem. =) okay, the end.



i guess there's perks to this
as with everything else i feel alright

light up and drive--- we get too high
don't turn back or drop your eyes

i know only this; you and i are fine
it's the wide world over that needs some time.

i give, you take, we smile
the world turns faster still
maybe our roles will reverse someday
though i doubt they ever will

i need only your eyes
with the smile they hide
and i'll blink away the pain
it's ironic to think that all my life
the song has remained the same

blue eyes telling lies,
brown ones crying,
and waking alone every day.

i mold my pain into a science,
administer it directly where it hurts--
let myself feel it,

one hand on the wheel
the other on the trigger
look myself in the eye
i fire and drive.