Farther & Further Away

I glance at the clock:

It’s 1:29.

Right past the block,

The highway is mine.

but you’re not...

Dead of dark I drive

‘cross the town, the city —

I feel alive —

And the rest is a pity.

just like us...

In a puzzling state of mind —

It’s already 2 —

I leave this place behind,

And all that I knew.

and I wish it were easy...

But it’s about time —

Though I wish I could stay —

That I dust off the grime,

Yet, so I stray —

as hard as it is... —

Farther and further away.