Artist: fireside
Song: let rasputin do it
The course with itÂ's grey lanes
My body feels so tence
From the lake to the mountaintop
Takes forever on icy roads
We ainÂ't saying nothing
WeÂ're staring at the clouds
With tired eyes
Too many hours like these
Messes up everything
And her picture before my eyes
Stuck somewhere inbetween
WeÂ're not doing nothing
But staring at the clouds
Trapped with eachother
And the car sound
WeÂ're shutting eachother out
With tired eyes
The landscape is beautiful
Hourses are pityful
And her picture before my eyes
WounÂ't let go no matter how i try
And i ainÂ't doing nothing
But staring at the cluods
So lonesome
In this crowd
WeÂ're shutting each other out
