Driving home after the show
Listening to the radio
Speaker rattles
Driver side door
And Jane sings a song about
That old tin drum
Banging on the shore
There
Thinking of so many friends
Some I just left
Some I
I
But for now I love the coffee
And exploding stars
And the fat moon shining on the pa**ing cars
And this road
This road
It goes on like a dream
N like a dream
It
Cause I
And I
And the radio
Caffeine spills into my eyes
I feel like I could drive all night
Cause this highway
Is just a smile
On the hand of god
So I
On this road
This road
It goes on like a dream
It
Cause I
And I
And the radio