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 at 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