Helmet Off Overlook

You text a voice note on the drive

Parked in the red,

ignoring lines

I'm standing outside number five

Hand in the air,

stalling time

(stalling time) Like when the engine dies And the helmet's off at

the overlook Under the cold black skies

Reading the pages we both shook Knock on the door,

let it shatter the night

No turning back from the edge of the light

Silence is heavy, we're holding our breath (holding on)

Your headlights fade behind the gate You never park where you were

told I stand outside and hesitate Knuckles against the timber cold

(so cold)