I saw you coming
So I turned the other way
And drove
Ghosts were dancing on the Interstate
I blew through them
Misting my windshield
Wetting my wipers
Talking voices floating out
Of my speakers
“Hello….Hello..
Are you reading me”
I turned the other way
With your left hand blinding me
And dissipated phantoms
While they filled their mouths
With the days of my life
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