The Approaching Curve

[Spoken: Tim McIlrath] The music played with a calming frequency The speakers gently seeped with sounds Of ambient keyboards and light percussion Creating a seductive soundtrack to our midnight drive Through curtains of blackness The windows were cold to the touch Reflecting the icy conditions in our immediate extremity Salt stains and fingerprints littered the glass And streaks of melting snow cascaded down its length The music pulsed louder, yet gentle Like the far away squeal of a pot of boiling water The skyline was glowing faintly with vague hints of an impending dawn The car raced along a painfully straight stretch of road And she hadn't so much as turned the steering wheel Two degrees in the last twenty minutes Nor had we spoken [Hook] As we were, so perfect, so happy They'll remember, only our smiles cause that's all they've seen Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned As we were, so perfect, so happy [Spoken: Tim McIlrath] "Why are you doing this?" she spoke as if not expecting a response Her voice penetrated the still air of our speechless drive So suddenly that my heart had jumped "I'm not doing anything," I said, but I didn't even believe that myself "This is what's best, for me, for you, for us," or maybe just for me I thought As a tear formed in the pit of her eye The music poured through the speakers and We were losing ourselves in the cadence She looked down momentarily and closed her eyes for A bit longer than a standard blink Then she was crying. Then she was shouting. Then I was shouting Now pouring confessions, having no answers, or solutions We barely even knew the questions [Hook] [Sung] Don't put me underground, I was meant for a life somewhere else Please, love, give me the wheel, before both of our hearts you Will steal tonight (will steal tonight) [Hook] [Spoken: Tim McIlrath] Our cracking voices became part of the music. The car pressed on faster through the night As our voices lowered the cadence again overtook the air Up ahead there was a curve approaching She made no indications of slowing