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by Amy Jo Apr 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Ashes flying in the air It started with a game of truth or dare. Now his soul flies free Above the open sea 85 miles an hour The steering wheel at his power Metal on metal all around Screeching and screaming is the only sound His spirit free within A game ended in sin Speeding at the speed of light Now his soul will take it's flight 85 miles an hour The steering wheel at his power Metal on metal all around Screeching and sreaming is the only sound People clothed in black Tears of silence Common sense is all he lacked (Bridge for a song) His life ended in violence 85 miles an hour The steering wheel at his power People staring at the ground Because they lost what he found