Pile-Up

Rain falls, pours down 
Four years no sound 
There’s all these broken bottles over the floor 
Let’s got outta here
Behind us close the doors

Paua shell shimmer on 
Shattered glass crushed among 
Why keep this broken vase alive? 
Let’s just get in the car and let’s just drive

Build it right up, knock it right down 
Where the light blinds me, I’m nowhere to be found
Catch my, drift away instead 
Let’s see what the road holds up ahead

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