The streets were rivers
as the sky flooded us with its tears

Her voice rang out
competing with the thunder

The song cried louder
than the engine of her car

That red bullet,
with black stripes and paint peeling
and a back seat that smelled like bread.

"So if you have a minute
why don’t we go..."

The rain pelted the glass
like little drums to her song

Her window was cracked down
so her hair was soft and flowing.

One hand on the steering wheel, firm.
The other was dancing along
as she sang.

"Oh simple things
where have you gone?"

She looked at me
with a smile brighter than the stars

She sang out to the dark
as she flipped off the cars going half our speed

“So why don’t we go
somewhere only we know?”

Her eyes were laughing
Her cheeks flushed

Her lips changing shape
to every word
Her head bobbing to the song

The rain was nothing
but noise
as we sped through the dark

Someplace only we know, huh?

Her hand found its way into mine,
The song getting louder,
The air feeling warmer,
the rain fell down harder..

But for a moment,
all I knew was her name.

The trees blurred together
as we raced through the night

She looked at me
with a smile like a sunset

And all I could tell you
was her name.

"This could be the end of everything..."
she sang
as lights came crashing through the windshield

The air was cold
and her blood was draining away

Carried away by the rain
as if the streets
were rivers.

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