| The speakers gently seeped with sounds
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| Of ambient keyboards and light percussion
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| Creating a seductive soundtrack to our midnight drive
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| Through curtains of blackness
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| The windows were cold to the touch
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| Reflecting the icy conditions in our immediate extremity
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| Salt stains and fingerprints littered the glass
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| And streaks of melting snow cascaded down its length
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| The music pulsed louder, yet gentle
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| Like the far away squeal of a pot of boiling water
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| The skyline was glowing faintly with vague hints of an impending dawn
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| The car raced along a painfully straight stretch of road
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| And she hadn’t so much as turned the steering wheel
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| Two degrees in the last twenty minutes
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| Nor had we spoken
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| As we were, so perfect, so happy
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| They’ll remember, only our smiles cause that’s all they’ve seen
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| Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned
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| As we were, so perfect, so happy
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| «Why are you doing this?» |
| she spoke as if not expecting a response
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| Her voice penetrated the still air of our speechless drive
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| So suddenly that my heart had jumped
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| «I'm not doing anything,» I said, but I didn’t even believe that myself
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| «This is what’s best, for me, for you, for us,» or maybe just for me I thought
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| As a tear formed in the pit of her eye
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| The music poured through the speakers and
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| We were losing ourselves in the cadence
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| She looked down momentarily and closed her eyes for
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| A bit longer than a standard blink
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| Then she was crying. |
| Then she was shouting. |
| Then I was shouting
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| Now pouring confessions, having no answers, or solutions
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| We barely even knew the questions
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| As we were, so perfect, so happy
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| They’ll remember, only our smiles cause that’s all they’ve seen
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| Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned
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| As we were, so perfect, so happy
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| Don’t put me underground, I was meant for a life somewhere else
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| Please, love, give me the wheel, before both of our hearts you
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| Will steal tonight (will steal tonight)
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| As we were, so perfect, so happy
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| They’ll remember, only our smiles cause that’s all they’ve seen
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| Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned
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| As we were, so perfect, so happy
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| Our cracking voices became part of the music.
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| The car pressed on faster through the night
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| As our voices lowered the cadence again overtook the air
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| Up ahead there was a curve approaching
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| She made no indications of slowing |