Off roads, couldn’t be found anywhere
Grounded, somewhere in the parking lot
It’s a good thing I couldn’t grab the handle
Lifting you to the gurney

Thrown behind cold walls,
Hands ripping out hair
Brews all the reason needed
Forget about tonight, the rest is over

Remember being safe at these hours?
The simple joys we had in singing about the streets
Under light poles where we hung out
Following you back home with red and blue lights