Sometimes I just sit and listen to the music. It's like satsung meditation. So many memories. So many people. So many things.
Here in my car
I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It's the only way to live
In cars
I don't know if you read my blog but if you do I want to say "hey". It's kind of like a shout out, only that seems way too hello kitty for me.
Here in my car
I can only receive
I can listen to you
It keeps me stable for nights
In cars
You told me once that my car was where you felt safe. I've thought about that a lot lately.
Here in my car
Where the image breaks down
Will you visit me please?
If I open my door
In cars
I'm sorry.
Here in my car
I know I've started to think
About leaving tonight
Although nothing seems right
In cars
cars is by Gary Numan, altho the link is probably not quite the one you remember.























3 Comments
Gulp.
Remember 'Money for Nothing' on the freeway out of Philmount?
One of the first things that comes to my mind when I think of freedom.
Then I always smile.
mel
yes. exactly. you get it so.
Because eveyone excpects it….
Welcome to the Grand Illusion….