Road
Road and neon
It goes on and on
His warmth and his tone
And his stare into dawn
Fixed seats and treats
Few peanuts and sweets
Endless fields and pits
Tickling eyelids
Both blankets are mine
I share sometimes
Expectation's line
I'm fine, I'm thine
Tea and trees
And foreign breeze
Me touching his knees
Oh his knees, his knees
This thrill in my chest
Like the speed of pests
And this bus like a nest
Carrying us to the west
Towards the sun
Night makes us one
World makes us none
And we run, we run
To heal and regain
To the sea from the rain
All tears are the same
They don't have names
This is our abode
Full of rocks and odd
So pure and broad
Our road, our road
Also, allow me thank Bloc Party for their fantastic new album "Hymns" and for the inspiration and palpation of my emotions and memories. Especially this song that I've already listened to 80 times. xox