Driving - Dowsing
If it takes hours then that means
Miles and that's longer than
I want to spend with you at least
Put the windows down
I'll try to fall asleep
This music's boring can't we
Find a happy medium
Put end
Serenading on and turn the speakers up
Wish on stars that you can't
See through this fog one
More state and I swear I'll
Be gone
When does the sun rise
Eight more hours
That's not even close
I'm taking shifts switching lanes just to keep up
No signs of life until the sun penetrates
Through windshield vapors touch
The glass
And disintegrate
