Sunday Drive

Sunday drive like we always used to do
Parked the car in the panoramic view
I stayed inside while you photographed the lake Pretending to drive I pulled the parking brake
Felt like time was standing still
The sun was pouring on the hill
And I'm weightless in the air
Floating far away from here
The tires turn and slowly crush the ground
I still hear the terrifying sound
I search for help and meet my mother's eyes
And she stares back completely paralysed
Felt like time was standing still
The sun was pouring on the hill
And I'm weightless in the air
Floating far away from here
Suddenly the wreck is lying flat
Pull myself through the shattered window glass An avalanche is running through my head
Body bruised, and my clothes are painted red
Felt like time was standing still
The sun was pouring on the hill
And I'm weightless in the air
Floating far away from here