Saturday night, driving so high I'm noticing all the warning signs A hundred and five, temperature rise While everything falls through space and time
Taking the 5, desert so dry Focusing on the long grey line On a recline, pulling the wheel Rattling cages, rattling in my ears
And when your soul is in too deep And in this sun you cannot breathe Your dark secrets wash up underneath Then I close my eyes, but I've been losing sleep
And all those nightmares come again An' I don't know how much I can contain In my brain arousing a soft repeat I plucked at my eyes, but I been losing sleep