Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Control

The lights blink fast when you know you’re losing control
Seatbelts like stoplights fade away
Like street maps and road flares
Hazy lights beckon you when you know you’ve lost control

Gray looks like a wonderful color when you know you’re losing control
Twilights never looked so brighter
Midnights never looked so youthful
When dreams tell you that you’re not in control


Rattlesnakes and scorpions smile when you know you’re losing control
Cold becomes colder
As the lights become brighter
Reason won't show when you know you’ve lost control

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