Peter Hammill - Auto lyrics

Here's a sensation I wouldn't trade – pinpoint in the onrush, dancing to the rhythm of the wiper blades. Up ahead on the autobahn headlights like a lava stream; up ahead in the distance is where we're going, where we will have been. Back in the motor, keep going overnight; we've got no certain destination but for all we know we might. So get back in the motor, let's drive it anyplace... better to travel hopefully than to arrive, in any case. While you check out the map-book, just like a novel that's all out of joint, our pa**port into anonymity... stick a pin into the vanishing point. I could drive for hours, don't even need to know the way to go; I could drive forever with some cla**ical music on the radio. Back in the motor, back into overdrive and if we travel hopefully then we'll know we're alive. Get back in das Auto, let's drive it anyplace, better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case. We could drive forever, we could drive forever, I caught you thinking, I bet you were, that we could drive forever in the never-never land of the metaphor. Back in the motor, keep going overnight; We've got no key to the highway but for all we know we might as well get back in the motor, let's drive it anyplace, better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case. So get back in the motor, let's get on with the drive and if we travel hopefully then we know we're alive. Get back in the motor. Let's get back in the motor, get in tune with the motor, get back.