From the recording Your Corners Curve Like Lemonade
Lyrics
Fifty Three Degrees
By David Husted
When I look back at my eyes
They may be fifty three year old
They call it Grand Theft Auto
I call it racing down this road
I feel my heart beat
Keep it under control
The scent of rain sizzling on the street
It seems the steam rises up to greet me
I hear the tick tock
I'm running out of time
I hear the gun shots
I may be losing my mind
Blue and red rise up behind me
Siren sings, that voice , that voice reminds me
And when I scream at the sky
It's the silence that hurts me
and when the needle pegs that line
Race past a love still burning
I hear the boots kick; crackling inside my head
These rattling bones hear your voice
Rise up behind me
Siren sings, that voice , that voice reminds me
Blue and red rise up behind me
Siren sings, that voice , that voice reminds me