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An hour away from home,
The lights come on.
Standing at the side of the road,
I am in awe.

Amongst the snow and trees,
The freezing cold,
I thrive on each sorrowful note.

For the moment, all is still,
A tranquil pace.
The ease of being stranded,
In this compassionate place

Amongst the snow and trees,
The air is cold and clean,
and for the moment, I am at peace.

Being able to enjoy a disaster
is a sham of being so optimistic.
Now that the thrill has worn off,
and the adventure has lost it’s charm,
I just want to go home.

Still waiting at the side of the road,
The hours have passed, since I last moved.
Head down, eyes closed,
Into a suspended sleep I fall.

Then in sequence, from far to near,
Light reflects off of objects before...
A sun, of the darkest blues,
Rises from the hills behind...
An hour away from home,    The lights come on.    Standing at the side of the road,    I am in awe.       Amongst the snow and trees,    The freezing cold,    I thrive on each sorrowful note.       For the moment, all is still,    A tranquil pace.    The ease of being stranded,    In this compassionate place       Amongst the snow and trees,    The air is cold and clean,    and for the moment, I am at peace.       Being able to enjoy a disaster    is a sham of being so optimistic.    Now that the thrill has worn off,    and the adventure has lost it’s charm,    I just want to go home.       Still waiting at the side of the road,    The hours have passed, since I last moved.    Head down, eyes closed,    Into a suspended sleep I fall.       Then in sequence, from far to near,    Light reflects off of objects before...    A sun, of the darkest blues,    Rises from the hills behind...