Check the mirrors,
Check the locks,
Slide the seat,
The white lines,
See, the yellow lines,
I'm not going to die,
I'm not going to kill,
Motionless-- for a good-- forty five,
Sign the cross,
Between these hours you can do this, you can do this, you can do this.
This is something that people do.
It opens up like a mind, to banners, babies, brass bands, familiar hymns, and not alones.
Our hands were empty and you filled them,
Skin and Toast