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HEADLIGHTS
The sound of the meadow washes over me.
It starts and it stops, it starts and it stops.
Chance has brought me here,
but it won't take me back home, it won't take me back home.

I have witnessed death in its purest form.
I'm different now from who I was.
I'm throwing myself in.
I'm onto you, I found you out.

If it ain't broke, why fix it?
Only a message in code.

And back behind the wheel
with my hands trembling,
still a light and steady grip.
We still take curves and hills like they're nobodies business.

Right into the headlights,
voices howling in the distance,
being drowned by blood that's
rushing to my head. They are so close, so close.

And after all these months,
I now find myself on this parking lot,
at the edge of a small deserted town.
In the first snow of the year, I sometimes forgot
where I once had lived,
but I knew where I needed to go – on.

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from The Music of Chance, released May 11, 2012

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