I was driving in my car. Just into town, not very far.
Listening to radio 4, I had my foot pressed to the floor.
I saw water cascading down, a hill, the road, the fields, the roar!
I stopped short of the waterfall but slid into the juice, tyres and all
"Idiot", I thought, "you can't get through", "you must turn around". So I withdrew
I started my 3 point turn alright but suddenly with steering gone light
The car had lifted in the flow, I only only one place to go!
The car drifted with its passenger helpless down the river-road toward the abyss
I approached the bridge arch floating in reverse expecting my car to transform into a hearse
Closer it came, it seemed to speed up, the water frothing, gurgling, dashing. Please stop!!!
"There's nothing to loose", I wanted out. The door would not budge so I gave the window a clout.
My fist simply bounced back so I tried it again with the bridge getting nearer I tried it again
Water in the foot-well had risen up to my lap, I started to panic, I started to flap
I could not think straight. Panic entered my mind. An object! Strike the window! I must find!
I fumbled around with the bridge arch metres away, I found a few coins but they were no use today
I tried my fist once more but it had no effect so I went under the arch and had time to reflect
on my life. On my life, one, my life, oh my life, ohhh!! my life.
As you see I got stuck there with the water still rising and what I found most intriguing, surprising
I did not drown on that floody hell morning, but suffocated in a bubble of air without warning
I could not open the window or door. I was without sunroof and it was fruitless hitting the floor.
I was stuck under the arch with nowhere to go, breathing my own air when my mind started to slow
And I died on that day, on that floody hell day. In a most horrible and yet bizarre way
As I look down on you crazy drivers, speeding around; trying to approach the speed of sound
Slow down, don't whizz. Nothing's important enough to see your short life go out in a snuff!
