Nightdrive

There is nothing that makes me feel bad

No thought as a loop in my head

There is nothing that sits more in line

Like I sit when I drive through the night

And its weird

That I like

What I feared

As a child

There is nothing that needs to be said

I think I could sit for hours like that

Not knowing what is left and what’s right

I see ahead when I drive through the night

In a trance like state of mind

And I guess I’ll be okay if I just drive

And I guess I’d be okay dead or alive

And its weird

That I like

What I feared

As a child:

A Night drive

There’s something Im nervous about

Something that needs figuring out

And before I realise what is wrong

I hear birds and I notice the sun

And I guess I have been going for too long

And I guess that it is time to drive back home…