and sometimes life careens at full speed
on a saturday night that was meant to be boring
feeling things that are not there
and seeing sights only for yourself
confusion and revelry
and amazing disregard
understanding thrown oout the window
all that is left is here and now

and life twists and turns, 
takes the curves without hitting the breaks
and words fly at you unnoticed
but a few you will save
and touches and words haunt you
because you dont know what they are
because somehow the realm of understanding
flew out the window
with your viriginity and first love

and life blows through your hair
as you speed through it around it
so high
head out the window, yelling screaming
free and childish old and young
and at the end, you die