Sheridan Road

With my head facing East
I see the water bleed into the sky
Watching the clouds sink into the flow
I'm hypnotized
I can feel my eyelids start to close now
The car ride rocks me into a lull
It's vents cough up the air that heats my hands
I give up control

Sitting inside your car, watching the grey sink to black

You look at me and say; "Can you wait for me?"
As you leave I wonder, would you mind if I fell asleep?
The only sound in the cab is the faint whirr of the heat
And the friction of my feet on your debris

Driving north, the signs repeat
SHERIDAN, TOWER, OLD ELM, the beach
The hours pass by quickly like the streets
But what is the difference when there's nowhere to be?

~Man inherited the earth, but who will inherit the roads?~

I find safety in our journey to nowhere
Smoke leaves my lips, vacuumed up by the cracked window

Driving north, the signs repeat
SHERIDAN, TOWER, OLD ELM, the beach
The hours pass by quickly like the streets
With no end to reach
Driving north, the signs repeat
SHERIDAN, TOWER OLD ELM, the beach
The hours pass by quickly like the streets
But what is the difference when there's nowhere to be

So I turn to you and ask
"Are we really one in the same?
Not as people, but the trees, the asphalt, the lake
Even the plants become brittle and frayed"

And I can't even hear your answer
'Cause this is bliss (so this is bliss)
So tell me, am I ignorant?
Or just tranquilized?

Dedicated to Allan Irving Ezrin