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You trace your hands
Around the wheel
Your face, it shines
In the flicker of the film
It sounds like rain
I hear the beating in my heart
You want it simple
How hard you make it

Could have been stumbling
On the ancient stone
Four feet, wandering
In the eve before we
Turn inside
Turn inside
Turn inside

Buzzing overhead
Banging on and on and on

Come around, come around
Through the cold, in the warmth
Of the car, I'm the raven
I'm the keeper of your secrets
It sounds like rain
I hear the beating in my heart
You want it simple
How hard you make it

Could have been stumbling
On the ancient stone
Four feet, wandering
In the eve before we
Turn inside
Turn inside
Turn inside

Buzzing overhead
Banging on and on and on

At the intersection
Waiting on the corner
Bottom of the freeway
Before it opens up
At the intersection
Waiting on the corner
Bottom of the freeway
Before it opens up