Snakes In Greyscale

The nights and days And days and days and days and days The same The same The same they all feel the same If I keep driving on this road I'll go insane I'll lose my grip into the oncoming lane For days and days and days And days and days and days Every drive I go a bit more insane I don't care if I forgot to put on my wings I'm gonna fly through the dash I'm gonna fly The clock is all consuming ticking for me The sun is racing through the sky with such speed But in the morning he is dragging his feet It's even slower than the car in front of me We drove down every road in this neighborhood We would have driven right out if we could Have we Would had Just known That we had to make The turn from the dam into the lake