| I wasn’t looking ot shift my direction
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| My eyes straight ahead hands ten and two
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| The gravity of our first connection
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| Veering off the road and into you
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| All the people drive by slowly gawking at the scene
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| Of the smoldering inevitable spark and gasoline
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| All the way I met you head on full speed
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| At the heart the blue flames burns
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| All the way I took the crash course impact
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| But have I learned all that I’m supposed to learn
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| No amount of th playing safe could save me from this day
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| The head seeking path of my trajectory
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| Didn’t we cooly divest of predestination
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| Slamming into futures we can’t see
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| I know what can happen when there’s more than meets teh eye
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| But there’s no way to avoid it just get in the car and drive
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| All the way I met you head on full speed
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| At the heart the blue flame burns
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| All the way the crash course impact
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| But have I learned all that I’m supposed to learn
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| It makes me laugh talking over tea
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| When I can still smell the smoke on my sleeve
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| Steaming like gunsmoke the wreckage of our past
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| The scene of a crime I still can’t leave
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| Oh you and me, we should let well enough be But each revisitation points to clues
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| There’s the oilslick of uncertainty
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| And warning signs back there we didn’t use
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| At least we laugh about it now how we escaped alive
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| It’s remarkable the mess we make and what we can survive |