The Wreckage

vanessa carlton - the wreckage
album: harmonium


speeding into the horizon
dreaming of the sirens
wishing for broken glass on a highway
it could be so easy
the rhythm, the rhythm of an engine
always makes me empty
i see the headlights coming at me
i can't help but wonder
flying, flying in slow motion
the wind through my hair
and ripping through the scenery
oh, the wreckage
it is my secret need
ahhh... ahhh...
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