Sunday Drive

Sunday drive like we always used to do
Parked the car in the panoramic view
I stayed inside while you photographed the lake
Pretending to drive I pulled the parking brake

Felt like time was standing still
The sun was pouring on the hill
And I'm weightless in the air
Floating far away from here

The tires turn and slowly crush the ground
I still hear the terrifying sound
I search for help and meet my mother's eyes
And she stares back completely paralysed

Felt like time was standing still
The sun was pouring on the hill
And I'm weightless in the air
Floating far away from here

Suddenly the wreck is lying flat
Pull myself through the shattered window glass
An avalanche is running through my head
Body bruised, and my clothes are painted red

Felt like time was standing still
The sun was pouring on the hill
And I'm weightless in the air
Floating far away from here