Cruising down the road with sunshine on our minds
Windows tucked away inside doors that reflected open roads
Our hands danced in the breeze as we clung tightly
To cigarettes and childhood memories
A cool breeze ran through our hair
Like fingers of a long lost love
Beams of sun bounced off our dark glasses
As the stereo sang songs of summer, sweet to our ears
We reminisced on twelve years that had flown by
Seemingly slipping from fingers desperately trying to hold on
We laughed as smiles cracked through sullen faces
As we floated like a feather in the breeze on endless roads
One pack down and on to the next we lit up
Thoughts pouring from heads straight to our mouths
We drove aimlessly just to feel time pass
Right through our hands and fall slumping to the ground
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