A parked car

in the middle of a back road

2 in the morning

the music up as loud as it can go

Dancing in the headlights

Only the stars can see

 

Flying down a curvy Kentucky road

Hanging half way out the window

Like a wolf on a full moon

The outlines of the trees

Grow closer together the farther you go

The train tracks up ahead

Flash by like a blur

 

Dumb and reckless

You could say,

But for us,

This is the only thing

That makes us feel alive

 

These nights, our

Demons hide in the shadows

And our worries in a well.

Who knows how long we’ve got?

So we’re living, while we still are.

 

Sincerely, the wild ones