Red
Blue
Black
White

They come
They go

They cruise through suburbs
And zoom on the highway

My hair swishes around
Just as I take in a quick breath of fast air

I tap my index
To the beats of the cloudless,
Music filled skies

My head goes forward and back
Bumping to sound
That the radio drowns

I am lost in careless rumble
Of thoughtless tumbles

For moon's wake
And sun's rise

For heart's break
And mind's blown

For rain's fall
And cloud's move

The car moves smoothly along the rode
Awaiting the end that is a ways to come