Away

Going on a ride

On a road surrounded by cypress trees

I have no one with me

Just a suitcase full of memories

I'm driving

Since that day

Since the last flicker of the strings of my guitar

We had sunglasses

We didn't look at each other

We were not brave or coward

We left our bed for the last time that day

After caressing each other's skins for the sake

I've been driving since that day

No fuel but

No more a fool.