Concrete Snakes



The concrete snakes that twist in the dark
Don't know the stakes
or the city's heart
The winding turns through light and black
Down the road so far there's no going back
A community of no names 
A herd of strangers
Moving in silence in the night
A trance of stop and go
Lost in the hum and vibration
The elation of each green light
And the yellow's anticipation
Sights, sounds, sensations all blurred together
I think the road goes on forever
And even driving in a loop
I still move forward
Ending up in the same place
Just another person on the road
Just another car without a face

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