driving far from home
on a midnight radio
restless and alone
on a long, black, road
cities burning like a dream
like a lady smoking in the night
she lets out a silent scream
so far from the morning light
stinkyattic Reviewed by stinkyattic on . The reply only with a line from a song thread Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused, And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill. All he believes are his eyes And his eyes, they just tell him lies. Rating: 5