The Lights wiz past my head,
Streaming in lines, on the glass
Time to think, with no interruptions
Time to work stuff out
Losing myself in strange new places
Finding my way
losing myself again
Slowly mapping my progress
Don’t think I’ll stay here too long
Time to move on
Streaming lights pass my head
My momentum increasing
My heart pounding
I’m still lost
Losing my control
Letting the lights guide me
They only lead me
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