Vanish

Slam To left of your ear Roll, roll then you start to go Lazy eye on the signs as they slide by Autopilot mode, zoned focus, talk in code And the words They dive off the tip of your tongue As it drinks in the wind Intoxicating distractions Slow flash of green But the white's far too long Somewhere up the road a bump in intention Question the last turn with worry your tone "Anyone pay attention to the roads?" Shared patience like klondike chocolate Paint it, retrace, the cause in worse condition than you are And the words They crawl to the tip of your tongue As it samples the wind Like it could taste the directions Worry pries your mouth open once again Desperate cries of confusion crawl free Chuckling darkness circles the tunnel's end The light can vanish at a finger's degree Slam To the right of your ear Tap, tap, take a step back