"Blue Car" - Meg, Blue Car
I rode my bike past our old house
A rusty chair keeps your place on the lawn
Lily cuts holes in herself to hurt you but you just won't bleed
Now she won't eat
Since you left, Mom doesn't say your name
But even gone I remember your face
The way the sun stays bright when I shut my eyes
The way a torch whipping the dark leaves a long red scar
From our apartment I can't see the stars or the horizon
Only the road
I know it goes to wherever you are
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