Tripsovercliff - From a Nash-Healey

We were driving
Blinded
With the lights on
Climbing
Red and yellow
Out the window
Out of order
- the torture
I used to believe
That acts don't matter
Punch my cheek
So the mask will shatter
The slower waves are what I'm after
Drivin' in the Healey Nash
Easy sway on the metal dash
The cape reflection now receding
I took everything but the meaning
And that hula-on-the-dashboard feeling
Free and easy
On the hills and
The valleys
Breezy
In the headlights
Waiting
The here-and-after
Illuminating
I used to believe
In the acts that matter
Touch my cheek
So the mask will shatter
I'll slip away and I just might catch her
Drivin' in the Healey Nash
Easy sway on the metal dash
Cape reflections now receding
I'll pack everything but believing
And that hula-on-the-dashboard feeling
Drivin' in the Healey Nash
Drivin' in the Healey Nash
Drivin' in the Healey Nash

Written by:
Kyle Williams

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