Driving down 81 South, a highway in between two towns. I was falling asleep at the wheel.
Back fades to blue... the candlelight branches all hang like a noose, threatening to suffocate me if I close my eyes.
You ask me, "How long 'til we get there?" I'll let you know when we get close. I like it better when you're sleeping... feels like I'm driving with a ghost.
released June 17, 2016
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