If you keep driving like that, you’re going to kill a cyclist. When you do, it’s going to suck as much for you as it does for them. When you drive by my head at 50 mph I can’t have this conversation with you, so I’m going to do you a favor and talk you through all of your arguments as to why…
Though every eye is wide, there’s still not one to find it. It vanishes like wine with nothing left behind it. I found your life in grey and white and never thought I’d color it. And love put up an awful fight. You never made your peace with it.
So stay where you are. And hold what you love. And feel what you want. And know all the while. Don’t hurt ‘til it’s done.
I’ve got my life in a suitcase, and I’m ready to run, run, run away, I’ve got no time, because I’m always trying to run, run, run away. Because everyday, it feels like it’s only a game, I’ve got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase.