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We're driving
Just me and God
It's raining
It's raining hard
The windows are steaming up
The bridge engulfed by fog
The rust of
The metal bridge
It beckons
It blows me in
I argue
I scream at God and what he's offering

[Chorus]:
My hands fly off the steering wheel
Can't recall getting here
If I could I would reach behind and turn my light on
My thoughts run off the beaten track
There's no light
How's the way back
Take the hand of God
And bite the feeder
No more lingering

I'm driving
I talk to God
He's screaming
I only nod
I need to
Be where you are
The leaves and trees are shaking
It's raining

The bullets melt
The hunger of hunger itself
It's draining but pain hasn't reservoirs
It keeps for itself

[Chorus]

I'm falling
I'm not myself
I'm diving
I'm underneath
The hull of
A mighty ship
That steams away from here
The bubbles
The surface waves
They're shining
They replicate
I hear it
The voice of God is laced with sarcasm in your head

My thoughts run off the beaten track
There's no light
How's the way back
Take the hand of God
And bite the feeder
No more lingering

My hands fly off the steering wheel
Can't recall getting here
If I could I would reach behind and turn my light on
We're driving    Just me and God    It's raining    It's raining hard    The windows are steaming up    The bridge engulfed by fog    The rust of    The metal bridge    It beckons    It blows me in    I argue    I scream at God and what he's offering       [Chorus]:    My hands fly off the steering wheel    Can't recall getting here    If I could I would reach behind and turn my light on    My thoughts run off the beaten track    There's no light    How's the way back    Take the hand of God    And bite the feeder    No more lingering       I'm driving    I talk to God    He's screaming    I only nod    I need to    Be where you are    The leaves and trees are shaking    It's raining       The bullets melt    The hunger of hunger itself    It's draining but pain hasn't reservoirs    It keeps for itself       [Chorus]       I'm falling    I'm not myself    I'm diving    I'm underneath    The hull of    A mighty ship    That steams away from here    The bubbles    The surface waves    They're shining    They replicate    I hear it    The voice of God is laced with sarcasm in your head       My thoughts run off the beaten track    There's no light    How's the way back    Take the hand of God    And bite the feeder    No more lingering       My hands fly off the steering wheel    Can't recall getting here    If I could I would reach behind and turn my light on