Fourteen Minutes

Dedicated to the girl in the car. Interpret as you will.

he said it was going to be alright while
evening came on all to quickly at last
and she held his hand between the seats.

the needle was on empty but who cared
just how far you got now, because
where could you go in fourteen minutes?

and she sang and held the wheel tight
the rearview mirror reflected lights
and city spires purple blue and black

he kissed her on the cheek just once.

the sun had nearly set on their time
headlights spun across the white lines
and she turned around to take them home

he held her hand between the seats
bit his lip as she turned to speak
he forced a smile and moved to hold her

her favorite song faded from the radio
and though everything was over for them
the rising suns burned away the clouds

and they smiled because the end was okay.