Texty: Arcade Fire. Funeral. In The Backseat.

I like the peace in the backseat
I don't have to drive, I don't have to speak
I can watch the country side
And I can fall asleep

My family tree's losing all it's leaves
Crashing towards the driver's seat
The lightning bolt made enough heat
To melt the street beneath your feet

Alice died in the night
I've been learning
To drive my whole life
I've been learning

I like the peace in the backseat
I don't have to drive, I don't have to speak
I can watch the country side

Alice died in the night
I've been learning
To drive my whole life
I've been learning