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