Driving Spain up a Wall - City of Caterpillar

Night time

Right time

When you wake alone

It’s time to wake up

To love your mother

Times are getting colder

He’s kissing hell

Well, he just kissed hell

Night time

Right time

When you wake alone

It’s time to wake up

To love your mother

Times are getting colder

Times are getting colder

Colder to stand

Norwegian wind blowing

Cracking up concrete split shores

And if it’s spins drive me

And if it’s sins drive me

A better window, crack it open

We’re blurring red

There’s no feelings

It’s no feeling

We’re up in the air

We’re up in the air

We’re up in the air

Who’s driving me?

Ahhh

What’s this drowning me?

Shifting gears

Inky black fills the crawling hills

Don’t breathe in the darkness

A shift in years

A thousand fears

Don’t breath there’s this darkness

Up in the air

It’s all so insignificant

Up in the air

So insignificant

Up in the air

So insignificant

All could be better life, one more letter

A few less words, a wife, the can

Just one more time to start a brand new van

I want out

I want out

I want out

Up in the air

The hands are spinning closer

Up in the air

You’re out there standing colder colder

Up in the air

It’s always edging closer

Could you move it all over?

Up in the air

Could you smooth it all over?

Up in the air

The ceiling’s dripping, the ceiling’s dripping

Up in the air

Can you pull me over?

Hell’s always kissing