Lost without exit.

Stop closing your eyes to the road

The streets you sacrifice upon
are melting

The river is a runnin' high.

Let me drive, I can steer

navigate
compensated
Holding out for what we've hated.


Highways so ill fated....


Liquid pavement, the tide is in.
a runnin' high
a runnin’ high


Get out

Get down

Get this



And let me drive.






(August 15th)