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inspired
by a song
prologue | the violinist | the
storm | lindy | rehab | the
deal | jay | the
offer | life | driving
Remembering my first car,
my blue LTD
I promised that I'd take you
places you'd never been.
All the junked-out kids in the park
loved my brand new car.
I didn't say where I'd take you,
but I said I'd take you far.
And you looked up at me then,
I remember your long brown hair,
you said,
Drive me to the ocean,
drive me to the cape,
I don't care where you drive me to,
Just drive me away.
We talked about the mountains,
we talked about the lakes,
we talked about the bars and the restaurants
in all fifty states.
We scored on Fairmount Avenue,
We scored up on Girard.
We lost ourselves in a sea of things
driving in my car.
And you looked up at me once,
I remember your long brown hair,
you said,
Drive me to the ocean,
drive me to the cape.
I don't care where you drive me to,
just drive me away.
You made it through the evening,
but not through the day.
You passed out in the backseat
and never did awake.
I drove out to the mountains,
I drove out to the lakes.
I skipped the closest ocean,
and drove out to L.A.
I found a nice place out here,
but I remember your long brown hair
when you said,
Drive me to the ocean
drive me to the cape,
I don't care where you drive me to,
just drive me away.
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