car of silence
on an empty road
streched out agianst sky
and i
i sing with the silence
blank harmonies
striking rhythms nonexistant
thrilling to the languages of night
finger-surfing aginst the wind
no headlights passing
no one to see
arms spread wide to rain
eyes pressed to silence
car of silence
on an empty road
just for once, letting it go
nothing to prove to the night
the live wire of this silence
coaxes the silence within;
without
had your choices,
fast
hard
and easy
made the decisions in the barely-there state
but i'm gone
half-way down between there and now
sewn it torn into my breath
breathe it deep to rise it up
strung out on this silent trip
solo with a second skin
skin
of silence
car of silence
on an empty road