The city blurs beyond my window
Lights flicker like a melody show
Midnight highway stretching wide
Fusion beats on the radio ride
Fingertips steer, toes keep the beat
The engine growls my drumline heat
Billboards flashing past the frame
Even they scat like they’re part of the game
Drive, drive, through the night
Winding like a bassline, out of sight
Heart’s moving faster than the gauge
Don’t stop now — this is jazz on stage
Headlights shine like my spotlight beam
Soloing toward a distant dream
The melody lives inside this ride
It’s my trip — my acid jazz drive
Cutting curves, slicing the groove
Loops repeat in this endless move
Wipers tapping like piano keys
Bassline syncing with heartbeats’ speed
Memories crash in like surprise
But fade in the mirror, behind my eyes
No past allowed in this night’s glow
Just motion — forward — that’s all I know
(What waits at the end of this night…)
(Whatever it is, I’ll chase the light…)
(Between speed and melody, I’ll find my flight…)
Drive, drive, through the night
Jazz chords bending past the twilight
No brakes on these floating thoughts
This is my way, no second thoughts
The highway sings a song so deep
Of lights, sounds, tremors, feelings we keep
Acid jazz — that’s what I am
Riding, echoing, in this trembling jam