[Intro]
Dust on the chrome where memories sleep,
Under a gray sky, the engine don’t weep.
Chrome dreams hum in a quiet street,
Fox body heartbeat in a half-lit heat.
[Verse]
Old glow, the hood curves like a whispered sigh,
White wheels flash a memory of 5.0 highs.
Parking lot poetry, asphalt stretches wide,
A silhouette of summers we kept inside.
Rectangular eyes blink out a stubborn grin,
Grille breathing stories we once lived in.
Black side molding traces a path of rain,
Badge on the fender, a storm in the refrain.
Three-quarter view, a time machine’s gleam,
Dark gray thunder in a lover’s dream.
Trees murmur secrets to a cloudy crown,
In the shadow of buildings, we’re driving this town.
[Chorus]
Take me back to the midnight ride,
Where the street lamps blink and we glide.
Open road, a memory won’t hide,
Drive my heart in the passenger side.
[Verse]
Surface of the pavement, a map of old days,
Throttle whispers tender, then it flares and sways.
The Mustang parks where the future leans,
Metal and mist in a chorus of screams.
No talking, just the wind and a name we repeat,
The sound of progress under tires of concrete.
Badge and backbone steady through the gray,
Fender’s small mark saying we hadn’t gone away.
Clouds loosen up like a soft curtain sigh,
Two doors, a story, a stubborn goodbye.
[Chorus]
Take me back to the midnight ride,
Where the street lamps blink and we glide.
Open road, a memory won’t hide,
Drive my heart in the passenger side.
[Bridge]
If these wheels could speak, they’d sing in chrome,
Rattle of bolts like secrets we kept at home.
Rain on the roof taps out a careful choir,
We chase the echo of a long-lost fire.
A quiet miracle in a parking lot glow,
The fox body holding what time tries to slow.
[Chorus]
Take me back to the midnight ride,
Where the street lamps blink and we glide.
Open road, a memory won’t hide,
Drive my heart in the passenger side.
[Outro]
Moonlit chrome fades into the rain,
We drift in memories we can’t replace or explain.
GrizzlyJones
