Fireside - Rasputin Do It

The course with it's grey lanes
My body feels so tence
From the lake to the mountaintop
Takes forever on icy roads

We ain't saying nothing
We're staring at the clouds
With tired eyes

Too many hours like these
Messes up everything And her picture before my eyes
Stuck somewhere inbetween

We're not doing nothing
But staring at the clouds

Trapped with eachother
And the car sound
We're shutting eachother out
With tired eyes