Black 17
Ted Pappadopoulos
Swinging car door opens wide
Feel myself slide down inside
Roll down the window
Put my hand outside
Gonna let the wind
Push it around
Black 17
Black 17
Streetlights scream, bending lower
Over streets that pleat and crease
Metal taste of the morning
Dragging my heels
Don't touch my eyes
Don't touch my eyes
Don't touch my eyes
Don't touch my heart
Black 17, let's go for a ride
Black 17, let's go for a ride
Black 17, let's go for a ride
Black 17, Black 17
Paint the sky in a Milky Way
Chase the blind times
Pay it off later
Guilt sits like predator
Don't touch my eyes
Don't touch my eyes
Don't touch my eyes
Don't touch my heart
Black 17, let's go for a ride
Black 17, let's go for a ride
Black 17, let's go for a ride
Black 17, Black 17