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Frozen Car I can drive and you will sleep Hunched over the wheel in a cold vinyl seat Radio cackling as I turn the wheel Hit the defrost and no warmth we feel And in the truth of your stupid smile I see the gas gauge hasn't worked for awhile Cold tires roll over gravel and snow As we shoot out of town in a silver arrow
Pray for the warm sun to thaw the spit from your teeth And for the warm sun in a frozen car's speed
You stood in front of the frozen car Lamp lights like fireflies in a jar Thumbing the prairie night for a lift Cursing the country for this endlessness Turn the wheel into the nearest field Drive this frozen car until your hands you can't feel eyelid search beams through wisps of snow driving this frozen car with nowhere to go Pray for the warm sun to thaw the spit from your teeth And the warm sun in a frozen car's speed |
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