Our Fated Drive
Just the night and I
Just your fated drive
See them passing by
Feeling so alive
This desire, I cannot control.
It's a night like many nights.
I want to darken both these holes.
My urge is to dim the lights.
I look upon them as they pass.
The caring observer I find.
I individualize the speeding mass.
The one whose brights light, not to blind.
Just the night and I
Just your fated drive
See them passing by
Feeling so alive
This fate, this one does not deserve.
Longing just to help, for my lights have failed.
Yet, without hesitance, I quickly swerve.
Come up behind; I prey onto their tail.
My crimson truck beats savagely into your fender.
Fear and confusion, I recall how you must feel.
Off the overpass, so powerless, I've rendered.
This cruel horror must truly seem surreal.
Just the night and I
Just your fated drive
See them passing by
Feeling so alive
Entranced, I almost fell off the highway, too.
I accelerate at unknown speeds to flee.
In the distance, I hear sirens, screams for you.
I'll park, walk back. My creation, I must see.
So many tears of strangers you never knew.
The paramedics attempt to pull you from the car.
All say the same, "This tragedy- who could do?
The evil perpetrator couldn't have gotten far."
Just the night and I
Just your fated drive
See them passing by
Feeling so alive
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