In the quiet hum of night, the engine roars,
A symphony of speed beneath celestial shores.
The road unwinds, a ribbon of endless dreams,
Where headlights carve through the darkened streams.

The steering whispers secrets of the past,
Each turn a memory, each mile a cast.
Windows down, the wind becomes a friend,
In this metal heart, the journey has no end.

Tires kiss the pavement, a rhythmic dance,
Guided by the moon’s gentle, silver glance.
In solitude, the asphalt’s quiet embrace,
The car and driver find their sacred place.

A sanctuary on wheels, a fleeting escape,
In this moving world, lives take their shape.
Through lanes of time, across fields of stars,
The journey unfolds, wherever you are.