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This is a story about mediocrity

This is a story
About car rides at night
Looking out windows
The moon in your sight

You're in the backseat
Your head's on the door
Bright lights and buildings
Rise from the city floor

Imagining walking amid city strife
Imagining living a bright city life
That's all we do from the back of the car

Others speed by
On their way to a place
A place you won't go
If you lose in their race

But wining is key to staying alive
And dying's no way to live city life
And that's all we wish for in the back of the car

You look out the window
And you start to look back
Remembering life
In a city long past

But if you are looking back
Then you aren't looking front
Now you're at the wheel
And your car hits a bump

And now you will never be
In the back of the car



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Alkenbrack
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