Ambulance

Panos Panagiotopoulos

I'll be reborn tonight, into the streets I'll be reborn
tonight, I have a thought, it's pouring out of my eyes
it flows down from the open window like a desire but it's a thought
and it sprawls like a red stain across wet asphalt.
Take me on an ambulance ride into the night,
tonight, I'll be reborn and we can spread ourselves like a
red stain on wet asphalt, chasing that thundering thought down,
I want the sirens howling above and behind us,
a trail of smoke and sirens behind us, tonight the city is
a red stain on wet asphalt, into the streets I'll be reborn
as a thought pouring down the open window like a thunderous desire.