Driving (4-Track Demo Version)

Tell him I'm driving, it's alright

Turnin' on this wheel

Turnin' on headlights

A hundred different Bibles by my side

In my white gown

I go flying down

Oh my eyes, it cannot be

He said, "No, it cannot be"

(It cannot be)

All that time it cannot be

(That time, it cannot be)

Easy said, it cannot be

(No, it cannot be)

Ghosts fly their asses off tonight

I'm just driving till it dies

Tell him I'm driving, it's alright

You tell him that I had a skin full

You tell him that I couldn't sit still

Imagine your whole self is filled with light

Your voice ringing out

Through the whole fucking town

Oh my eyes it cannot be

He said, "No, it cannot be"

All that time it cannot be

Oh my eyes, it cannot be

You tell him I'm driving

(Oh)

You tell him I'm driving

(Oh)

You tell him I'm driving

(Oh)

You tell him I'm driving

(Oh)