From the recording Surfacing the Wreck
Lyrics
Like slow sand
The dream awakes me
This time has
The touch that teaches
Black Trans Am
That shines like mercy
But the stars it shows you will stay just out of reach
Low clouds, high lightning
It’s so damn frightening
And you never know which way to turn at night
Ah, forever crawling
It’s not your calling
Now it’s too late to ever make it right
On dark lanes
Too slow for quick suns
We find ways
To square the reasons
In bright shame
Divorced from reason
And the waiting season flourished much too late.
Low clouds, high lightning
It’s so damn frightening
And you never know which way to turn at night
Ah, forever crawling
It’s not your calling
Now it’s too late to ever make it right
Low clouds, high lightning
It’s so damn frightening
And you never know which way to turn at night
Ah, forever crawling
It’s not your calling
Now it’s too late to ever make it right
(But you should try)
We find ways
(On dark lanes)
To square the reasons
(Too slow for quick suns)
We find ways
(On dark lanes)
To square the reasons
(Too slow for quick suns)