Lletres: Dispatch. Four-Day Trials (Live). Headlights.

Headlights
Highways
Your life collides with mine

Oh, your life collides with mine
Leavin' our shoes behind
We cross the water
From mouth to mouth, to mouth
Our words flow
Like fish seeking dark places
The misty, mist it covers, covers our traces covers our faces

Highways
Your life collides with mine
Oh, your life collides with mine

Headlights
We're steppin' into shelter
We made some wrong moves
Movin' out of shadow
Oh we might have strayed
Along the way
Will I forget your face
And your fluid gait

This is where I miss you
This is where I miss you
Or will I, will I stare into the stillness?
So long
To what's done
How come we've gone
So much time's been wasted
So many thoughts been lost on you

Highways
Headlights

Your life collides with mine
Cold wind rushes
Down on my face
Of the chimney
Smoke heats the black throat
The door is open

Come on inside