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Lives On Wheels

from Rinse & Repeat by Shana Grace

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Broken speakers push the silence to my ears on the highway.
Yellow plastic on my shattered window, rattling in the wind and silence.
Left alone with my thoughts I’m driving down a dark road.
Gliding almost flying I can’t see the ground, praying hands will hold on tight.

These are lives in boxes, rolling to and fro on wheels that wind up.

Dented silver car abandoned on the roadside.
Did they see it coming, did they turn a blind eye?
Ten and two or five and seven wake up to the street lights.
Cat eyes waiting patiently forgotten, for the lane change, then it hits me.

These are lives in boxes, rolling to and fro on wheels that wind up.
These are lives in boxes, rolling automatic on the wheels that wind up.
These are lives in boxes, swerving oil patches to the lanes that guide us.

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from Rinse & Repeat, released November 15, 2019

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Shana Grace Auckland, New Zealand

I wonder about life. I write those wonderings in my journal, and then I make songs out of them.

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