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Head On (Lyric) by Bachus
Head lights, and Amphetamines
Desert dried translucency's
God, isn't it a novelty?
This gap in coming down.
Pomegranate finger tips
Listen to the tearing strips
Time, and physics, losing grip
Perhaps, that was my mind?
Steering wheel's, so round and tight
Falling deep in love with nights
Left alone to count the strikes
Of lightning at the ground.
I'd better keep my eyes to road
Sleep's begun its great erode
Upon my will it does decode
What I cannot rewind.
I'll miss the way it looked from there
Orion, Pleiades, and the bear
I watch my life disappear
All sparks, in turn, subside.
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