Sleepdriving by Grand Archives – Capo 3
Snow fell thick and small
It buried a starlit 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
Eyes through your window, I stare out
And some, someday we'll be too old
Cold will ache with making you 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
Eyes through your window, I stare out
And some, someday we'll be too old
It's nearly dawn, your motel home
The shades were drawn to hide the storm
Without a sound, the TV glows
The blankets tight around our throats
Swirling 'round, the light above
Outside the crows were waking up
It's nearly dawn
Motel home was nearly gone
No sleep at all
Outside, those crows
In life, oh noes
(Frozen roads and) Frozen roads and white
(Sleepdriving away) Sleepdriving away