Intro: In a 91 that still runs but barely Writing your name on the fog on winter windows in the morning In a life like the tree branches on my street Clipped back to make room for the power lines to pass Please describe the details to me On the window in backseat it is snowing Pieces falling down all around me In the dark watching for sparks of recovery Everything's alright We'll be home in just a few more miles Souls of the dead are dancing Marionettes in a dream over the bed where you were sleeping Dead yellow flowers on the dash to remember What really keeps this cracked engine running Please describe the details to me On the window in backseat it is snowing Pieces falling down all around me In the dark watching for sparks of recovery Everything's alright We'll be home in just a few more miles Prayer flags in primary colors On the wall to remember the real meaning of failure Golden mistakes These decisions that we're making on an icy road at night and it's snowing Pieces falling down all around me In the dark watching for sparks of recovery Everything's alright We'll be home in just a few more miles Outro