Driving in England by The Motion Sick Lyrics

She's a pillar of medicine and society
But last night she woke up frozen
All 36 blankets still crushing her
She lost all the feeling in her toes again
She clings to the past and the future she dreams
Keeps turning around as she flees
She screams toward the sky the words she used to leak
Now they echo as she cries in her sleep

Just take 2 of these, don't call me
'cause I really don't have the time
We Hippocratic hypocrites are just practicing
'til someone gets it right ('til someone gets it right)

The cracks slip through her breaking everything
Sold her body cheaper than her mind
But back when she was older and wiser
She was only a little bit behind
Now ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Are the words whispered on the street
The epitaph rattles with authority
For detaching from humility
And as lilies fall
And they wilt to salt
No one remembers anything
And the snow is all
The silence itself speaks