The last time
Driving nowhere —
for you and me —
rudderless, lost, parting ways
You aren't talking
but I can tell
your face is staring out your window
that tells me everything
You're crying again
and I'm driving
we'll do this as we've always done
and then never again
We may as well
be listening to Samiam's Clumsy,
hungover, tired
and waiting for our time to begin
We waited so long
we fought for this
and this, well,
this is not what we wanted
this is not what we wanted
We're strung out on insomnia
regret
depression
and a very bitter winter
depression
and a very bitter winter
These hills baited us
these skies welcomed us
these dark nights
lit up with stars
they cradled us
The radio always plays
the saddest songs
and love songs
that don't mean a thing right now
Every song sounds like a dirge
every note like pinpricks of melancholy
Yet, we drive
we sit silently
we rehearse our lines
like we have a million times
After all, we never know
when it will be the last time.
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