It's 4:18 in the morning
And the first smile has arrived
As I light my first cigarette
The only one I need
The coffee is Italian
And it's bitter as betrayal
And the froth's as white as seagulls
That are standing in the hail
I'm going on a journey
I'm free within my car
I'm playing Death Cab For Cutie
And I'm travelling so far
And the tempo makes me faster
In the slow lane of my life
And the sun still makes me dizzy
As I drive away from me
Blindfold the sun and our laughter's on the run
From emotion hidden well
From those who fear to think themselves
Mindful the one who gives without asking
For the truth we belong to
We are coloured through our spirit selves
Blindfold the sun and our laughter's on the run
From emotion hidden well
From those who fear to think themselves
Mindful the one who gives without asking
For the truth we belong to
We are coloured through our spirit selves
Blindfold the sun and our laughter's on the run
From emotion hidden well
From those who fear to think themselves
Mindful the one who gives without asking
For the truth we belong to
We are coloured through our spirit selves