I don't know how to drive this car.
I don't know what this music is.
I don't know why that cop
has made a u~turn in the quiet road.
I don't know where I'll get the money.
I don't know where you are, tonight.
Or if you'll ever see me, more.
But, I smile,
Knowing that you are.
Somewhere, in this world, tonight.
~Silk Lives & Hearts Made Out Of Dandelion Wine~
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