In The Getaway Car
In the getaway car
I am guilty
But only of watching certainty fall apart
Behind me
And picking up steam
Where the fjords flank me
Blocking signals
And pardoning crimes
That drove their knives to my side
Those old wounds
Start singing
Then i’m blinded
And even darkness is sparkling
In your open palm
Is where my stolen heart belongs
Come run away
Let those tired reflections go
Bomb the dams
And let the rivers flow
In the getaway car
I am traceless
Tracelеss as streams deep
Under abandoned farms
And maybе
Just as cut off and faceless but
I run clear now
Swimming with sparks
That kindled a kindred heart
Old lava is glowing
Then i’m blinded
And in the darkness i start again
In your open palm
I’m finally sure what side i’m on
So here it is
The slow approach
I’ve surrendered
I’ve come alone
With my hands above my head
And i am free
I’ll take my chances
And let them take me