Darren Hayes - Conversation With God - Sözleri

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










		
			



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