In my rearview mirror I see him
he rides again with me
singing in my back seat
I wonder how this can be?
you have been gone a long time now
why stay here you are free
I guess he likes the rock and roll
the rhythm of it flows
likes being in my car
driving along a long dark road
and traveling afar
asking me for cigarettes
even though he smokes no more
Being human I guess he thinks
he really is still here
I often wonder but do not care
I like him being there
the music drowns out memory
we sing inside my car
and pretend that him and me
can drive away our misery
stop time with a rockstar
drive back to a time before
before he left, gave life away
and got out of my car

03/15/2005

Posted on 03/15/2005
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