Friday, April 24, 2009

Fresh Air.

Sometimes when I'm driving my car
And I'm on the freeway
100 km/h
I like to open the window
Feel the air blowing my hair
Entering my left ear
Hitting my face with cold particles of Idon'tknowwhat
The noise
Oh, the noise it makes
So strong, the wind so strong
It's definitely created out of speed
Or out of everything?
I don't care
Because it makes me feel good
It makes me feel alive
Fresh air, I just need fresh air.

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