"Roads Down The Delta"
I feel myself gripping to
tightly
I feel myself catching my own eye
I feel myself experience a loss of faith
I feel myself wondering why
Let me get sick through these twists and turns
As long as I get my taste of pain
I like the feel of the gust blowing against my face
It has yet to drive me insane
Further down I won't halt at the stop light
Let me disobey the rules this time
I want to be free when I have to switch places
To get out of this seat and say goodbye
On and on I see familiar faces looking at me
So I wave a hand and I say hello
I try to converse a while, but then I have to leave
And drive again, "now I have to go"
This is for me and me only
And I can't make one understand
I promise that this trip won't last
Like castles built with sand
Let me navigate through the roads down in the delta
I know I'll get lost but I'll surely find the way
Let me drive slowly so I could soak myself in peace
It's something I'd like to do anyday
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