Repetatur haustus

Quiero ser tu copiloto. Siempre. Pensar en escribir "S.O.S" en la palma de mi mano y pegarla contra el cristal sonriendo como loca. Cantar casi chillando. Siempre. El mundo no es tan grande en realidad.

I want to be your co-driver. Always. Think in writing "S.O.S" on the palm of my hand and lean it against the window glass, smiling as mad. Sing almost shouting. Always. The world is not really very wide.

I like the peace
in the backseat,
I don't have to drive,
I don't have to speak,
I can watch the country side,
and I can fall asleep.

My family tree's
losing all its leaves,
crashing towards the driver's seat,
the lightning bolt made enough heat
to melt the street beneath your feet.

Alice died
in the night,
I've been learning to drive.
My whole life,
I've been learning.