Sleepdriving
Quelle: Spotify
Snow fell thick and small
It buried us all in a fog
You remembered it all
I'm sleepdriving away
Metal and mold, bourbon and clove
Mirrors and smoke, yesterday's clothes
I'm sleepdriving away
As through your window, I stare out
Someday we'll be too old
Cold winter air put an ache in your jaw
You're only as old as you say that we are
I'm sleepdriving away
The trunk of the car filled with all that we own
This old Pontiac's starting to feel like a boat
I'm sleepdriving away
As through your window I stare out
Someday we'll be too old
It's nearly dawn, in a motel home
The shades were drawn to hide the storm
Without a sound, the TV glows
The blankets tied around our throats
Swirling round, the light above
Outside the crows were waking up
It's nearly dawn
In a Motel home was nearly gone
No sleep at all
Outside, those crows
In lines, on those
Frozen roads and wires, sleepdriving away
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