I'm driving and feeling
like this car will blow away
trying to pay attention
to the songs and the road
smoking cigarettes because
I can multitask. I'm driving home
watching the other side of the highway
hoping I'll see him drive by
sipping a warm flat diet coke
letting the syrup remind me
of how much I want a drink
while I listen to other peoples words
try and ease my disappointment
and whisper prayers to a God
I'm not sure is there
I try to tell myself
that time is of the essence
and time heals all wounds
and after time I'll be better
but I can't stop watching
the other side of the highway
I know if I drive like this I'll crash
but when all I've got is time
and all I'm wasting is time
and time is so fast
and so slow at the same time
I just need to finish this drink
Light up another smoke
and stop on the way
to go buy a watch