Chris Wollard & The Ship Thieves Crawl
If I get lost again this time, take me by my hand
And lead me outta here, darlin', as straight as you can
'Cause to be honest, I'm feeling strange about it all
And it's been hard to remember anything at all
And time... it just slips away from me
Like a heavy rolling thunder seeking supersonic speeds
That faint rush comes around my head and shoulders, like a fog
Creeping over the highway, late into the night
And I feel the weight come down like rain from the sky
Reaching down in a cold wind racing through the night
And time.... it just slips away from me
Like a heavy rolling thunder seeking supersonic speeds
