Cars In Space - Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever

You trace your hands

Around the wheel

Your face, it shines

In the flicker of the film

It sounds like rain

I hear the beating in my heart

You want it simple

How hard you make it

Could have been stumbling on the ancient stone

Four feet wandering in the eve before we

Turn inside, turn inside

Turn inside

Buzzing overhead

Banging on and on and on

Come around, come around

Through the cold, in the warmth

Of the car, I’m the raven

I’m the keeper of your secrets

It sounds like rain

I hear the beating in my heart

You want it simple

How hard you make it

Could have been stumbling on the ancient stone

Four feet wandering in the eve before we

Turn inside, turn inside

Turn inside

Buzzing overhead

Banging on and on and on

At the intersection, waiting on the corner

Bottom of the freeway, before it opens up

At the intersection, waiting on the corner

Bottom of the freeway, before it opens up