A strange distance for anyone,
driving between the lines
of being well or ill,
following traffic to the end.
Red lights are reprieves,
yellow goes both ways,
green condemns you to go,
stop signs lie to your face.
You drive on and wait.
A strange distance for anyone,
driving between the lines
of being well or ill,
following traffic to the end.
Red lights are reprieves,
yellow goes both ways,
green condemns you to go,
stop signs lie to your face.
You drive on and wait.