looking out at the road the dark places my mind goes 30 miles to salt lake ugly thoughts start to invade long drive to the northwest a lifetimes to self reflect 90 miles to next town thoughts of people i ve let down high peaks outside of bend low feeling i can t shed 2000 miles to my door i hope my key still works roll the windows down to let the cold come in numb my face so i distract how numb i am roll the windows down to clear the air within turn the heat on high remember where i ve been this is black ice this is soft brakes this is frozen legs this is a brain fried this is time alone this is rough sleep this is shredded belts this is the other self