Fast Lane
In the wind
A winter song
Calls my name, the vowels long
I know the owl's never wrong
In my mind
A cold clear light
In my heart, I long to fly
Fast and free beyond the sky
But now, I can't see the road before me (At all)
M fingers numb upon the wheel
Cannot hear the tires squeal
In the fast lane
Slow-motion lightning, butterfly kissed
The bird emerges from the mist
The owl is silent on the wing
I can hear the angels sing
Over the fast lane
Passing in and out of consciousness
The blindness merges with the bliss
I hear the owl call my name
A feather falling through the rain
To the fast lane
In the night
The hours are long
All alone and far away
I hone the tune that I must play
In the dream
The way is clear
Ride the wind into the dark
And feed my spirit to the spark
But now, I can't see the road before me (At all)
My fingers numb upon the wheel
Cannot hear the tires squeal
In the fast lane
Slow-motion lightning, butterfly kissed
The bird emerges from the mist
The owl is silent on the wing
I can hear the angels sing
Over the fast lane
Passing in and out of consciousness
The blindness merges with the bliss
I hear the owl call my name
A feather falling through the rain
To the fast lane
Slow-motion lightning, butterfly kissed
The bird emerges from the mist
The owl is silent on the wing
I can hear the angels sing
Over the fast lane
Down to the fast lane
A winter song
Calls my name, the vowels long
I know the owl's never wrong
In my mind
A cold clear light
In my heart, I long to fly
Fast and free beyond the sky
But now, I can't see the road before me (At all)
M fingers numb upon the wheel
Cannot hear the tires squeal
In the fast lane
Slow-motion lightning, butterfly kissed
The bird emerges from the mist
The owl is silent on the wing
I can hear the angels sing
Over the fast lane
Passing in and out of consciousness
The blindness merges with the bliss
I hear the owl call my name
A feather falling through the rain
To the fast lane
In the night
The hours are long
All alone and far away
I hone the tune that I must play
In the dream
The way is clear
Ride the wind into the dark
And feed my spirit to the spark
But now, I can't see the road before me (At all)
My fingers numb upon the wheel
Cannot hear the tires squeal
In the fast lane
Slow-motion lightning, butterfly kissed
The bird emerges from the mist
The owl is silent on the wing
I can hear the angels sing
Over the fast lane
Passing in and out of consciousness
The blindness merges with the bliss
I hear the owl call my name
A feather falling through the rain
To the fast lane
Slow-motion lightning, butterfly kissed
The bird emerges from the mist
The owl is silent on the wing
I can hear the angels sing
Over the fast lane
Down to the fast lane
Credits
Writer(s): Robin Steen
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