Ade Lana, Dark Mage, slowed & slowcore, Sergey Karpov Gold Dust On The Dashboard

Engine running

Last light of summer

You were driving with one hand
The other hanging out the window
Dust on the windshield glowing gold
Nowhere left that we had to go

Old receipts and empty cups
Rolling underneath the seats
The radio kept finding songs
That sounded way too much like us

We weren't running

We were flying

We weren't lost

We were alive

Gold dust on the dashboard
Sunlight falling through the glass

We thought those nights would last forever
Funny how they never last

Gold dust on the dashboard
Windows down and speakers loud

If i close my eyes i swear
I can still see us right now

Gold dust on the dashboard

Every town became a postcard
Every mile became a song
We kept saying we'd remember
Long before we moved along

Now the map is folded somewhere
In a box i never touch
Funny how a thousand moments
Can still feel like not enough

We weren't running

We were flying

We weren't lost

We were alive

Gold dust on the dashboard
Sunlight falling through the glass

We thought those nights would last forever
Funny how they never last

Gold dust on the dashboard
Windows down and speakers loud

If i close my eyes i swear
I can still see us right now

Gold dust on the dashboard

Maybe that's the thing about summer

You never know it's ending

Until it's gone

And all that's left

Is a song

A road

And a feeling

Gold dust on the dashboard
Sunlight falling through the glass

We thought those nights would last forever
Funny how they never last

Gold dust on the dashboard
Windows down and speakers loud

If i close my eyes i swear
I can still see us right now

Gold dust on the dashboard

Gold dust on the dashboard

Engine running

Last light of summer