Daltron's Vehicular Ponderings

Cruisin' down the road, seein' faces passin' by Every set of eyes a mystery, another hidden life Who's that person in the sedan with the tear in their eye What secrets do they hold, are they living a lie The person in the pickup, driving like they're in a race What battles have they fought, what dreams did they chase We're all just travelers, on this endless ride Crossin' paths for a moment, then we say goodbye What a strange journey called life on this rock in space Just a bunch of humans and our machines together in this place Am I strange to pass by and wonder About all of those people who are under Our little human capsules on these streets Who are you, and where do you go What is your story, that's left untold Why don't we all think it isn't bizarre How we aren't all thinking about the stories within these cars See the family in the minivan, laughter in the air What memories do they share, what love do they bear Young lovers on the bus, holding hands so tight What's their life like, in the future will they still be cuddling at night Why are we always rushing, hustling, and bustling through our days We're missing the beauty of life along the way Hidden behind these windshields, feeling unseen In this fleeting world, what does it all mean Road rage in a moment, lives can change in a flash When there's tragedies on the asphalt, dreams turn to ash Am I strange to pass by and wonder About all of those people who are under Our little human capsules on these streets Who are you, and where do you go What is your story, that's left untold Why don't we all think it isn't bizarre How we aren't all thinking about the stories within these cars In this web of roads, our lives interlace Multiple journeys, one collective human race Our lives at these intersections, where we hesitate and wait We're looking for directions, beyond these stoplights finding fate Just homosapiens and automobiles, thinking we're the only ones who feel When, when, when Am I strange to pass by and wonder About all of those people who are under Our little human capsules on these streets Who are you, and where do you go What is your story, that's left untold Why don't we all think it isn't bizarre How we aren't all thinking about the stories within these cars Daltron here but I'm not actually singing My synthetic songs still have real organic meaning Maybe we all have these deep intrinsic wonderings Either way- Just wanted to share with you my vehicular ponderings Daltron's vehicular ponderings, OG