Off the road somewhere I’m running from myself
but I can’t seem to lose this memory of you.
I close my eyes and there you are…
There, your face is in that passing car.
The smell of you still in my nose
and where this trail’s taking me, who knows..
I’ve been wandering around out here for weeks
and it hasn’t stopped the trails down my cheeks.
I thought it was all just pain and misery
but this wild beast of burden, I just can’t set free…

06/14/2002

Author's Note: This is about a memory that you just can't let go...

Posted on 04/14/2003
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