Grand Archives - Sleepdriving

^AmSnow fell thick and ^Csmall ^CIt buried a starlit fog You ^Gremembered it all ^AmI'm sleep^Cdriving a^Gway ^G

^AmMetal and mold, ^Cbourbon and clove ^CMirrors and smoke ^GYesterday's clothes ^AmI'm sleep^Cdriving a^Gway ^G

^AmEyes through ^Cyour win^Cdow, I ^Gstare out And ^Amsome, some^Cday we'll ^Cbe too ^Gold

^AmCold will ache with ^Cmaking you jaw You're ^Conly as old As you ^Gsay that we are ^AmI'm sleep^Cdriving a^Gway ^G

^AmThe trunk of the car Filled with ^Call that we own This old ^CPontiac's starting to ^Gfeel like a boat ^AmI'm sleep^Cdriving a^Gway ^G

^AmEyes through ^Cyour win^Cdow, I ^Gstare out And ^Amsome, some^Cday we'll ^Cbe too ^Gold

It's nearly ^Cdawn, your motel ^Ghome The shades were ^Cdrawn to hide the ^Gstorm Without a ^Csound, the TV ^Gglows The blankets ^Ctight around ^Gour throats

Swirling '^Cround, the light ^Gabove Outside the ^Ccrows were waking ^Gup It's nearly ^Cdawn Motel ^Ghome was nearly ^Cgone No sleep at ^Call ^G

Out^Cside, those ^Gcrows In ^Clife, oh ^Gnoes

(Frozen roads and) Frozen roads and ^Cwhite (Sleepdriving away) Sleepdriving ^Gaway