Victory Lap - Hostage Calm

Making months into minutes, I forget how fast I move

Knowing the engine won’t last if it never gets the chance to cool

The whole ride home from Baltimore

I scanned the floor as not to see what passed

I’ve watched so many

Run to the edge of the world just to

Find they never wanted to leave

(Dying slow)

And as they faced the ledge

They finally got the chance to breathe

We tried so hard

To send the daylight back to sleep

But the night has fled

And it’s time to leave

So slice myself in two

Just to leave her with a little piece

(A souvenir)

For all the promise ahead

There’s just as much in the rearview mirror

The engine moves and I call to you, I’m alone

It’s been said, 'The boy’s not right in the head.'

So don’t bet on his impoverished venture westward

Straying far from comfort to find

California’s gold already mined

And she’s still waiting behind for you to come home