Leaving the keys behind me
I felt you in the dust
A feeling crept inside me
Like twisted wire and rust
Goes where the headlights led me
The ancient trade routes call
The trees close in around me
Too dark to see them all
Broom dusters inside once more
Find out what you're breathing for
'Cause I like a distant call
That sends a strange moon rising
Dead branches in the distance
Your silhouette a shade
My primal fears awaken
You shout across the lake
Broom dusters inside once more
Find out what you're breathing for
'Cause I like your distant call
That sends a strange moon rising
Broom dusters inside once more
Find out what you're breathing for
'Cause I like a distant call
That sends a strange moon rising