Flash on the silver rain
Cold glass against my palm
One shot to kill the pain
Keeping the midnight calm
Tires hum on the black
Glossy roads in the glare
No way of turning back
Cold wind in my damp hair
Buses go rolling by
Yellow lines blur in view
Staring at a heavy sky
Searching for something new
Tires hum on the black
Glossy roads in the glare
No way of turning back
Cold wind in my damp hair
Streetlights cast a pale glow
White paint on the wet street
Moving steady and slow
Feeling the rhythmic beat
Tires hum on the black
Glossy roads in the glare
No way of turning back
Cold wind in my damp hair
Kodak film in the tray Capturing every bend
Driving far from the day
Waiting for the road to end
Steel rims on the wet ground
Low bass in the night air
Only a humming sound
Taking me anywhere
Leather seats cold and grey
Camera lens focused tight
Chasing the ghost of the day
Into the velvet night
Tires hum on the black
Glossy roads in the glare
No way of turning back
Cold wind in my damp hair
Just a gloss on the road
Just a heavy load.
