Sheridan Road

With my head facing East I see the water bleed into the sky Watching the clouds sink into the flow I'm hypnotized I can feel my eyelids start to close now The car ride rocks me into a lull It's vents cough up the air that heats my hands I give up control Sitting inside your car, watching the grey sink to black You look at me and say; "Can you wait for me?" As you leave I wonder, would you mind if I fell asleep? The only sound in the cab is the faint whirr of the heat And the friction of my feet on your debris Driving north, the signs repeat SHERIDAN, TOWER, OLD ELM, the beach The hours pass by quickly like the streets But what is the difference when there's nowhere to be? ~Man inherited the earth, but who will inherit the roads?~ I find safety in our journey to nowhere Smoke leaves my lips, vacuumed up by the cracked window Driving north, the signs repeat SHERIDAN, TOWER, OLD ELM, the beach The hours pass by quickly like the streets With no end to reach Driving north, the signs repeat SHERIDAN, TOWER OLD ELM, the beach The hours pass by quickly like the streets But what is the difference when there's nowhere to be So I turn to you and ask "Are we really one in the same? Not as people, but the trees, the asphalt, the lake Even the plants become brittle and frayed" And I can't even hear your answer 'Cause this is bliss (so this is bliss) So tell me, am I ignorant? Or just tranquilized? Dedicated to Allan Irving Ezrin