Rearview

I've just been driving a lot

Having intrusive thoughts

What if I drove my car straight off the road?

I follow the trails of light

Of the oncoming car's headlights

Let go of the wheel

Let the road take me

I see you again

In my rearview

Blow through the stop sign

Don't look twice

Hit the gas, take the left hand turn

Let go of the wheel

Horns blare at me

I can go it, I can go it alone

All feel, no wheel, too real, stiff deal

Let go of the wheel

Blow through the red

And I'm

Turning over

In my rearview