Stuck in this moment here
As the skies turn to gray
At the end of my line
As Cars go by
And I’m still here
I fear the rain wont stop falling
Down on me it shoots like a thousand bullets
Every drop even worse than the last
And some days I wonder how I can even get through it
But you cant’ turn around now
There are too many cars in you’re way
Inch by inch I drive forward
A step or two I take back
My keys caught in the ignition
I wish I knew another way back
My windshield wipers are shotty
My eyesight’s now blurry
My heart won’t stop breaking
And this slow motion traffic stopped moving
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