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lyrics
I see that the glass that covers
The hands of the clock is all fogged
I can't see the needles spin
Themselves out of control
What I see on the dashboard is not
What I see on the road
My directions in the end is not always
Where my hands tend to go
Logic doesn't cut it when the Ice starts slipping
And off of the road we fall
We were drawn to the thought that snow heals all
Wondered why we were stuck when
The lights were bound to change
The storm was bound to pass
But we couldn't wait the distance out
The ice left on the windshield
Evaporated when the engine smoked
Your eyes held summer but
You will have to let it go
Logic doesn't cut it when the Ice starts slipping
And off of the road we fall
We were drawn to the thought that snow heals all
Logic doesn't cut it when the Ice starts slipping
And off of the road we fall
We were drawn to the thought that snow heals all
Trumpeter and composer Mark Kavuma aims to bring jazz back to the dancefloor with this energetic collaboration with The Banger Factory. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 14, 2021