posted February 02, 2016 12:01 AM
I'm trying some new ways to write now, What I realize is that somehow, after each story of heartbreak I have, new words and forms of expression come to me, and after hearing New Danville Girl from Bob Dylan, I wanted to try and this is the result.And I started to feel the heat as I got behind the wheels
The old roads of the north are now ragged and destroyed
And the radio picked up a signal and played run to the hills
The headbanger inside of me knew that this was just for me
Well I drove this baby, to many places for too many miles
And kept going till the rust shattered the exhausts and stopped to run
There was the peak of a mountain, in the top I've seen a cross
I wasn't religious but I knew my luck was decided by the gods
I could go on forever, till this car run out of gasoline
Or till the tires burn, the engine fails and the wires inside get loose
But this old car so precious to me, some day it has to get back in
The place it belongs, before he turns into a damage case
And the lady so twisted and beatnik that sleeps in the backseat
She reminds a lot of you, for her old gypsy soul
But I'm tired to remember if she had something like your wits
Maybe she has it, but I don't want to turn back the clock for something that failed
And we drove to the mountains, where the pilgrims pray
She wanted to pray for me to settle down with her
Well I didn't knew it then what was love and its painful ways
Now the images of her leaving haunt me like a movie without an end
Well the peak was so close, but the car got wrecked
Cause I was a fool to not had taken care of it when it counted
And all the scars, delays and storms made her feel freaked
And she went out in the first bus that came in and left me behind
Then I was inspired and called an old friend for an advice
He said:" Change your attitude before your life ends with many regrets"
I said to him that every story so far had been with lots of regrets
I still wait for the day when I'm finally in the right course
And when I came back home, without a ride and penniless
I thanked to have survived and hoped to meet my friends again
I won't tell them everything I've known, cause I know I'm so careless
Cause every time I opened my mouth too much it ended with a lot of pain
Yes I've been running for nothing, for 20 something years
And it's time now to learn from the lessons on the road
And the old car, he's now buried in my yard, and he's better off dead
Cause he reminds me now of the things I wish I haven't done