I'm not going to go past the building
With the one light out
Near where the 24-hour supermarket used to be
That isn't twenty-four hours anymore
Where I used to buy groceries
Late night
Just because I liked
Living in a town with a 24-hour supermarket
I'm not going to drive up the highway
Get off on the main road
Where the cops always hide out
To pull over anybody out past nine
Because my windshield is cracked
And my inspection sticker's expired
I'm not going to drive past where she lived
That friend who moved to Miami
And remember the Saturday nights
Spent at her house
With the Christmas lights
Left up all year long
I'm not going to drive past Donnie's
Where we fell on his lawn
And stared up at the sky
Guessing at stars' names
Playing who would wind up where
Never thinking Donnie would wind up
Underneath us
In just a few years
I'm not going to drive past my Ma's
Knowing strangers live there now
Inhabiting my memories
That's where I live now
I live in a town full of memories
This town is a car
And the future's its gas
It's running on empty
It's time to get out
Leave the town to the kids
Who still have memories to discover
Hidden under the rocks we put down
Thinking we'd be back
To uncover them
I can't drive anymore
I can't drive around in circles
Pretending I'm going somewhere
I need to go out
Out past the horizon
Into the deep
Sleeping away my life
Needs to stop
I can't drive into a town full of memories
And tell myself I can live with just that
With faint traces of happy spaces
Gracing the dark
I can't drive
I can't die
I can't live
I can't live here anymore
There's no life left here
Not in a town full of memories
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