Asleep at the wheel
But the car is in park
With nowhere to go
Trapped in most perfect dark
The headlights turn on
There’s a clear path ahead
But he goes back to sleep
In his travelling bed
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Asleep at the wheel
But the car is in park
With nowhere to go
Trapped in most perfect dark
The headlights turn on
There’s a clear path ahead
But he goes back to sleep
In his travelling bed