We're driving
Just me and God
It's raining

It's raining hard
The windows are steaming up
The bridge engulfed by fog

The rust of
The metal bridge
It beckons

It blows me in
I argue
I scream at God and what he's offering


My hands fly off the steering wheel
Can't recall getting here

If I could I would reach behind
And turn my light on
My thoughts run off the beaten track

There's no light
How's the way back
Take the hand of God

And bite the feeder
No more lingering


I'm driving
I talk to God
He's screaming

I only nod
I need to
Be where you are

The leaves and trees are shaking
It's raining
The bullets melt

The hunger of hunger itself
It's draining but pain hasn't reservoirs
It keeps for itself


My hands fly off the steering wheel
Can't recall getting here

If I could I would reach behind
And turn my light on
My thoughts run off the beaten track

There's no light
How's the way back
Take the hand of God

And bite the feeder
No more lingering


I'm falling
I'm not myself
I'm diving

I'm underneath
The huddle of
A mighty ship

That steams away from here
The bubbles
The surface waves

They're shining
They replicate
I hear it

The voice of God is laced with sarcasm in your head

My thoughts run off the beaten track

There's no light
How's the way back
Take the hand of God

And bite the feeder
No more lingering


My hands fly off the steering wheel
Can't recall getting here
If I could I would reach behind

And turn my light on