Rememberings

Remember when the car sped off our lane?

Our tires slipped on a road doused with rain, 
And in a little town on the coast of Maine 
The world conspired to empty your veins

Sirens wailed and cold light flashed in the night 
And pain numbed my head, blurred my failing sight 
Yet I called on all I knew that was right 
And asked you to try, and asked you to fight