in my rear view mirror the sun is going down
sinking behind bridges in the road
and i think of all the good things
that we have left undone
and i suffer premonitions
of the holocaust to come.
the wire that holds the cork
that keeps the anger in
and suddenly it's day again.
the sun is in the east
even though the day is done.
two suns in the sunset
could be the human race is run.
like the moment when the brakes lock
and you slide towards the big truck
"[scream] daddy, daddy!"
you stretch the frozen moments with your fear.
and you'll never hear their voices
and you'll never see their faces
you have no recourse to the law anymore.
and as the windshield melts
my tears evaporate
leaving only charcoal to defend.
finally i understand the feelings of the few.
ashes and diamonds
foe and friend
we were all equal in the end.