Night.

The stars slowly appear across the black blanket of the sky
The wind blows threw the leaves tonight
And the wolves howl too the moon up high,
But I wonder if anyone will find me tonight.
Pinned against the windshield isnt really that fun
You lose your breath and become extremely bored
And adding to this it feels like its negitive one
And my hands are somewhere lost in the dashboard
I guess I shouldnt drive at night
Espically when the moon is my only guide
It takes away a little of the fright
Its not a trusty tool on the ride
Well the smoke is rising now
I see lights down the road
Its about time Allstar, you lazy cows
I hope my bones arent broken in a load