11 Minutes Away. The Neverending Sentence. Zeneszám

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How close did i come?
perhaps i'll never know
the journey is so long
i wonder where it goes
the clock is ticking down
until my car explodes
the bacon now is frying
7 cm from my nose

will i make it in time?
will it my life?
driving down this similar road
the half-connected story told
of things that can happen on the way
But obviously not today

How close did i get?
to where i wanted to be
was i nearly there
or did my windscreen decieve me
apparently you can get cars
that can invent a landscape
on the screen in front of you
until you make the mistake
of trying to be
what you blatantly aren't
maybe next August i'll see......