Hole in the road
Don't let the tire catch you
Tired and on the sleepy sea
Steering into the distance
I'm a darkened soldier
These streets are paved in blood
But no one ever held it to the gun
It takes time to see what you've done
Hole in the ground
Everybody gathers round
Only keep the beat with your little drum
Skin-tight, tatooed farewell
Into that hole in the road
We drive on and let you go
Monday, August 16, 2010
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