Ask Me How It Feels

The Tunnel

I'm skipping down a tunnel
Lined with lights of yellow
The air is crisp and chilly
My heart is feeling mellow
I see a light right at the end
Where diagonal lines do meet
Is it the end of this stone bend
Where I will be released?
Or is it just another car
That drives on by with speed
I ponder point and prophesize
I think upon my head
I'm walking in the middle so
The car would hit me dead
But if the light is air I breathe
With unforgiving glee
I'll walk here in the middle
And wait till I run free