Silently I hurtle through the night
A humming metal box in flight
Smoothly through the curves I slide
White dashes by me glide
Rhythmic sounds create the trance
of the night drive home
Original
Silently I hurtle through the night
A humming metal box in flight
Smoothly through the curves I slide
White dashes by me glide
Rhythmic sounds create the trance
of the night drive home
Original
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