Floating Backseat

Bridges crossed and rivers passed Nothing in this world moves fast Suspended in this quiet car Following a distant star Floating in the backseat now Don't need to know the why or how The taxi is a glowing ship On a gentle midnight trip The headlights cut the heavy dark Driving through the sleeping park Every thought begins to fade In the memories we made Floating in the backseat now Don't need to know the why or how The taxi is a glowing ship On a gentle midnight trip Drifting off Glowing ship Goodnight town.