Long since dried, when we are found
Are the tears in which we had drowned
Please, Lord, give me the way
And we were losing ourselves in the cadence
Don’t put me underground
The music poured through the speakers
Up ahead there was a curve approaching
And we barely could even hear the questions
Then I was shouting, now pouring confessions
Before both of us haunt you
The car pressed on faster through he night
We’ll steal tonight
As a tear formed in the pit of her eye
Of ambient keyboards and light percussion
Like the far away squeal of a pot of boiling water
I was meant for a life somewhere else
The skylight was glowing faintly
Then she was crying, then she was shouting
Are the tears in which we had drowned
Her voice penetrated the still air of our speechless drive
Reflecting the icy conditions in our immediate extremity
As our voices lowered, the cadence again overtook the air
Salt stains and fingerprints littered the glass
With a vague hints of an impending dawn
Or hardly spoken
For a bit longer than a standard blink
As we were so perfect, so happy
Don’t remember, only your smiles
And streets with melted snow cascaded down it’s length
As we were, so perfect, so happy
But I didn’t even believe that myself
Having no answers or solutions
Or maybe just for me,” I thought
Long since dried, when we are found
“Why are you doing this?”
“This is what’s best, for me, for you, for us
'Cause that’s all they’ve seen
The car raced along a painfully straight stretch of road
And she hadn’t so much as turned the steering wheel
Long since dried, when we are found
As we were, so perfect, so happy
The music pulsed louder, yet gentle
Are the tears in which we had drowned
I’ll remember, only our smiles
'Cause that’s all they’ve seen
So silent my heart had jumped
As we were so perfect, so happy
She spoke without expecting a response
She looked down momentarily and closed her eyes
'Cause that’s all they’ve seen
“I’m not doing anything”, I said
Creating a seductive soundtrack to our midnight drive
As we were so perfect, so happy
Through curtains of blackness
The windows were cold to the touch
Two degrees in the past twenty minutes
As we were so perfect, so happy
I’ll remember, only our smiles
Our cracking voices became part of the music
(We’ll steal tonight)
