rolling along
sunlight flicker rebound
off the glass as we pass another one
thunder rumbling under the wheels
the spring it
barges in,
the snow begins to thaw
bud out,
there's nothing new to care about
i'll begin again
i follow the power lines with my eyes
under and over
they seem to intertwine
but they don't
i'm electrified, I'm almost home
the air hanging heavy here, but
green begins
to show
oh, I don't know, I hope
this stale mental environment will wear off now
bud out,
there's nothing new to care about
i'll begin again

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