Track 1 of the album Low Tide Anthems · 2018
Frost on the Windshield, Fingers on the Wheel
“A cold window, a white morning, and a riff that goes in no hurry. I wanted the bass to sound like a frozen engine turning over.”
hard rock · sludge rock · groove rock · 4:32
Lyrics
Woke up and the world turned white Frost on the glass in the morning light Cold keys in my hand Breath in the air Scraping with a card I don't even care Frost on the windshield Fingers on the wheel Cold outside but the engine starts to feel Frost on the windshield Turn the heater high First cold morning And I'm still alive Neighbour's car is white as bone Coffee in a cup on the roof alone Radio is loud Heater blowing slow Clear a little circle And away we go Frost on the windshield Fingers on the wheel Cold outside but the engine starts to feel Frost on the windshield Turn the heater high First cold morning And I'm still alive Wait for it Wait for it Warm air coming Clear glass showing Wait for it Now we're moving Frost on the windshield Fingers on the wheel Cold outside but the engine starts to feel Frost on the windshield Turn the heater high First cold morning And I'm still alive Frost on the windshield Turn the heater high First cold morning And I'm still alive