The Year Of Driving Languorously - The Lucksmiths

Darling roll the window down

I can’t breathe

And I want to feel the northerly down my sleeve

I love a sunburnt elbow pointing to the sea

And, darling, can’t you find us something on the radio?

A song to pass the time

Sweet and slow

Conversation was forsaken long ago

It’s getting worse

You’ve hardly said a word

Since you set eyes on the horizon

But I’ve seen the other side of that ocean there

And it can’t compare

Has it really been a year?

How did those days just disappear?

We held our breath across each bridge

Til we were blue

But I wonder if I wished the same as you

Like a ten-year-old pretending

Summer isn’t really ending

It’s getting worse

You’ve hardly said a word

Since you set eyes on the horizon

But I’ve seen the other side of that ocean there

And it can’t compare to this

So I’ll steal another kiss

Before the sun goes down on this fibrotown

And we give chase

Like all those other days

I suppose it’s no surprise

We drive, time flies

Has it really been a year?

Where the hell do we go from here?