I hear voices rise in exclamation
I see darkness roll on the horizon
My shadow walks ahead of me
Black shoes kiss the ground softly
Crickets chirp in a unanimous voice
Lights flash on and off without a choice
Four wheels race down an empty road
Going somewhere, I don't know
My destination lies beyond the bend
Green blades ready to defend
White posts stand facing the dome
Been at work, now i'm home
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