Kathryn Williams - Night Drive To The Lake

Night drive to the lake
Looking down for up
Starry surface flames
A car wreck rusts in us
Corrodes the sky
Holds it high
What we see is buried in you and me
Buried in you and me

Riverbed of lust
Rushes right past us
The tongue the ton the ton
It's come, it's come it's come
The aching that I feel
Almost makes it real
You're pulling on my lead
You're pulling on my lead but I'm a hollow little seed

Night drive to the lake
Looking down for up
Starry surface flames
A car wreck rusts in us
Rippling sky, holds a fly
What we see is buried in you and me
Buried and you and me
Buried in you