Neon Drive



I won't let the engine cool down,
my hands on the wheel,
the city right before me,
a labyrinth of streets,
a labyrinth of emotions,
with unknown strangers,
nobody knows how I feel...

In the cold neon light,
down the boulevard,
I turn the music on,
light up a cigarette,
and like a silverblade,
through my mind,
my car's cutting down the road,
in a perfect way...

So lonely here,
on the Neon Drive,
so lonely here,
taking this empty ride,
cruising down the roads,
with no destination,
on the Neon Drive,
on the Neon Drive...




https://soundcloud.com/blackpoole/neon-drive

Copyright: Achim Tober

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