Midnight Driver

Crumbling buildings
Peeking at the sky
Clouds are piling up
Ready to crush it all

Everything's asleep in winter
The wind freezes it all
Echoing in my ears
That presence

Dull light and - sound
Approaching - the darkness
Running straight - ahead

In this chest of mine
So painfully
The night flows in
Before the dawn breaks

In the tilted - town
I rise up - and run
Sliding like this - without stopping
Soon it'll be dark - night

Slidin' through the night
A splash of sense of sight

Slidin' through the night
A splash of sense of sight

Slidin' through the night
Midnight driver, driver
A splash of sense of sight