From the recording Fifty Three Degrees

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