i hate livejournals - March 23rd, 2009

The lights in my rearview mirror tell me to slow down
But I can’t as I am trying to escape your labyrinth
You won’t listen when I tell you
It exists only in your mind
Yet it’s real enough to you that it somehow still traps me.
I spend a day walking every street in lower Manhattan
I escape limping on a tender foot.
I put 3 months between 3 years
I put 8000 miles between my greatest fears
And I’ll go countless more
To keep this life in constant motion
I drove 700 more angry miles
Until I came face to face with the sun
He couldn’t know
That I am well rehearsed in outrunning sunsets.
The sign on the highway says no stopping
The letter in my mailbox tells me to stop right now
And prepare for my trial.
Which can I obey?
In defense of the of the midwest, here I can cease to exist
However, I spent two weeks remembering
That the sky was blue and the world wasn’t flat
It's useless looking for the edge to jump off of.
In the end we’re all going 67,000 miles per hour
Around the sun.