Jack Johnson - Big Sur lyrics

Behind the wheel against the road Next to you the central coast The central thought within my mind Is how to stay within these lines, but still be free Beneath the ground the giants sleep And maybe we're just in their dreams The setting sun with every turn Above the ground the oak trees burn And they wheep for rain And for this endless conversation Instigated by the stars A pocket knife, an old guitar Coffee cup, a deck of cards [?] dashboard feet Flashlight children by the stream A box of books, a book of rocks One for the birds, one for the knots That I will learn how to tie Around this day to keep my life From sliding away From this endless conversation Instigated by the stars A little wood to keep it burning Fascinated by it all The first awake will stoke the coast The early morning river rocks The last one in the swing will break Stones will stack, the kids will make Those lines Roxaboxen by the creek Candle lights began to speak Words are broken, smoke signals that will leads us into the light Into it all And always Always endless conversations Implicated by the stars A little wood to keep it burning Fascinated by it all And always