Tidal Flow

I am driving, I am driving in my car
As the breeze, as the breeze goes through my hair
Your dreams are so daring, like the blue streams from your stare
Mountains and streams, they go spinning through the air

The voices in my room seem to fade a white colour
The voices in my room just fade away

The scream brings laughter, flooding flowing through my veins
The silent strategies that opaque the break of day
Fine time is draining the last glass hour away

The voices in my room seem to fade a white colour
The voices in my room just fade away