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Electric highways sing through open lines
Lullaby's hum good-byes as morning calls
Hang out before they hang up a smile
Yellow birds come to cling
Come alive up on live wires
Thin metallic demarcations safe
That stretch the mind for miles yet to come

Cords stretched to their limits live
A golden sun pops up
Explodes with power outward
Cuts through ice frosted colored trees
Melting before the freeze
Gleaming forth as light awakenings on tomorrow

Roads go silent, worn like Winter white
Unfold wide and long along the path
Against horizons endlessness
Fixed with electric poles that stand
Like soldier sentries stationed down the line
Held up by wooden poles as props in places Spring forgot

Tires nourish the asphalt speeding black attachment there
Wheels hungry for the next turn excel in humble fever
Eat up miles going nowhere fast
Highways know about communicating speed
Electric highways sing,  perceptibly, unbelievably clear

Blue sky, green trees, purple mountains
Turn into pastel clouds invisibility up ahead
Pink, cotton candy, licked by rain

Electric highways dance, jump through the age of volts
Take to the pastures excited through wires as speeding light
What's in a name when happiness repeats itself the same
In song, to be alive, breath in the miles crackling with raw energy
Begin again electric, singing, through the wires to that mortal end

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