Not Just Another Driving Song (Eddie Biggins)

We turned on the radio And the notes flowed out with purpose With ear-catching sound, but much more If you looked below the surface Just one insipid pop song Rife with hidden meanings Directly corresponding to Our own forbidden leanings Singing feelings we’d avoided for so long Not just another driving song

We sat listening silently As the road rolled by below us Without any discussion, we felt That the song just seemed to know us The melody and lyrics Replaced our conversation Finally giving voices to Our mutual frustration Confirming what we both knew all along Not just another driving song

For three minutes, maybe four Certainly no more That song belonged to us and us alone

When our song was over, we Watched a spider on the windshield While discussing the fact that the Sox Had been choking in the infield And how that lovely day was Perfect summer weather Not mentioning how much we both Enjoyed that trip together When something has a power that's that strong It's not just another driving song

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