Driving

Snow falls on the tip of my tongue

Tasting blood of the violence to come

Branches hang low to drag and reach

Crows begging a hawk for it's meat

Prism dug from the bottle waves

This is the skin and hair you came

Cuts were made for the nerves to die

Some so bold they speak in light m

Legs running in the tall tear blades

Imagine wanting life and the want remains

Watching rot in every passing eye

Bones bend to eat the shit from the flies

Driving, driving

Driving, driving

See how she's sleeping

See how she's sleeping

See how she's sleeping

See how she's sleeping

Bent my knees down low as they go

Swallow ashes then vomit gold

Crone wade on a sinking ship

Carries shadows deep into my crypt

Never listened to the words out of mouth

Only heard the thoughts and

The thoughts were proud

Driving, driving

Driving, driving

Driving, driving

Driving, driving

See how she's sleeping

See how she's sleeping

See how she's sleeping

See how she's sleeping

See how she's sleeping

See how she's sleeping

See how she's sleeping

See how she's sleeping