Testo Backseat

The gauge is on "E"

I'm gripping the wheel

The map is so hard to read

I can't see the road
I can only see from my hand to my mouth

From right here to the ground

But I'm too far gone to go back

Where will it end?

My weary eyes on the space right in front of me

My mind imagining love and empathy

or just some company saying


"Don't let go

Don't you know I know?"



An angel takes the wheel

I climb into the backseat and get under the blanket

where sleep can bathe me in dreams

with a warm humming engine and Spacemen 3

Sleeping with Jesus

I just need to rest

And I cry like a baby who fell out of the cradle

A feeling of release

How hard can it be to speak clearly?



Don't let go

Don't you know I know?



Pull over and get out

You're down clinging to the earth

You want the world to stop

Discover unknown reserves

Get up

Brush of the dirt

Get back in and don't let go

Don't you know I know?

It's such a long road

Don't let go