That feeling When you're driving down the interstate At a hundred miles per hour And you're staring out the car window Trying to focus on one object Flying by your vision But you can't Because it's all going to fast And your eyes only glitch Unable to grasp stability And everything is blurred Through speed and tears While your heart rate escalates With the cars momentum
That feeling Is the state my mind is in Grasping at everything Yet unable to hold on to anything Frantic and in shambles
A I sit in this piece of metal and stare through this window. All I can think about is what lies ahead, Maybe a new beginning? Maybe another embarrassing memory past coming back to haunt me. In this moving hunk of metal I carry everything I need. All my memories, And the most valuable people in my life. I know that anything that happens from here, It won't change who we are. The times we've had and the times we will have together. This thought makes my restless mind settle down more. I'm still very anxious of everything, But maybe this is good for us. We've all got our stories we're still scared to tell each other. We all have each other. What we have is valuable. At the moment all that came too my mind was how perfect this moment was, I looked at that night sky. But all i used to see was a black sky always too big, Bigger than anything i could handle. I thought what was out there was too much to handle alone. But now i see a millions of stars and i thought of such beautiful galaxies. It makes me think that we could handle anything as long as we have each other. It reminds me of such amazing car rides to oasis's yet not discovered by a group of curious teens, Connected by sorrows, lovely times, And wondrous long car rides.
I'm in the passenger seat Next to you And you don't say a fucking word And I don't say a fucking word And we watch the world speed by Eyes ahead In silence.
She watched the old couple unpack their many groceries Into the ancient piece of art which was their car, That must've carried a load of memories. The old man hurriedly pushed the cart back into place, his broken boots leaving a trace of dirt across the hot pavement, which must've been from gardening by the look of his dirty overalls that buckled at his chest. The thin strands of hair he had looked almost white against the light of day. The old lady watched after him, possibly amused in a way. Herr puckered, rosy lips pushed into a small smile, and her tired skin drooped below her eyes which were shadowed with a life of passion. The girl watching felt a simmer inside. Though she didn't know the couple, and could only come to a conclusion by how they appeared from the outside, she noticed happiness must surround them. Maybe it was because she missed her love, Or maybe it was because she too would grow old with someone she loved dearly, and couldn't resist the excitement growing inside her. But for whatever reason being, As the happy couple drove off in their piece of history, leaving only smoke in their place... They left her with hope
The boys at the car wash know The importance of what you drive Wheels Machines that make you Engines that define It matters how you get there All the boys agree Sleek is sensual Horsepower everything Hybrids are for fools Muscled and expensive German jets Italian rockets No one gets laid driving green
When we made out in my car Did you mean it when you told me That I'm perfect? Were you lying when you told me That I was the first girl you've ever cared enough for To cuddle with? Your kisses made me melt as if my insides were fire Your hands on my waist— The security I felt with you was indescribable. I love being with you You lure me out of my shell. You make me feel as if I truly matter to you Every time you allow me the taste of your lips And I love that
