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It was me on that road,
but you couldn’t see me;
too many lights out, but nowhere near here.

It was me on that road,
still you couldn’t see me,
and then flash lights and explosions.

Road’s end getting nearer.
We cover distance, but not together.

I am the storm and I am the wonder,
and the flashlights, nightmares,
and sudden explosions.

I don’t know what more to ask for,
I was given just one wish.

It’s about you and the sun,
a morning run,
the story of my maker,
what I have and what I ache for.

I’ve got a golden ear,
I cut and I spear,
but what else is there?

Roads and getting nearer.
We cover distance, still not together.

If I am the storm, if I am the wonder,
will I have flashlights, nightmares,
and sudden explosion?

There’s no room where I can go and
you’ve got secrets, too.

I don’t know what more to ask for,
I was given just one wish.