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the road bends long, like mother's armsreaching for these four black tiresand through the night, our knuckles tightwe knock off miles and yellow linesand when it all comes in it's the biggest thingit's the blooming night in the white of your bright blue eyesand when it all goes past, it's the fastest windand we make it, we make it, we make itand we don't look back, cause we don't need thatand we're going too fast, and we don't want to, don't want tocrashthe road comes round, it's a curving crownand our tired temples try and wear it proudcause you get away from all you madeall the kid's mistakes you were taught to makebut we don't look back, cause we don't need thatand we're going too fast, and we don't want to, don't want tocrashat last we stop when the night comes onand i drive into you, like i'm driven to doand when we then lie still, i still feelLetras de cancionesthe road go, and them spinning wheels...(the minutes dropping off, the miles are dropping off...)(obedient kids, obedient kids, look what we missed, being obedient kids...)(we go by a million minds, we go by a million dreams, a million silent buried seedswe go by a million lives, we go by a million streets, million silent buried seeds...)(we are seeds...)and we don't look back, cause we don't need thatand we're going too fast, and we don't want to, don't want tocrash From Letras Mania