You talk a lot about silence day

As we drive along the so-called highway

I stop the pick-up on a hilltop nearby

So we can gaze upon the blue sky



I feel so safe with my hands upon the wheel

It's just like everything around me becomes unreal

And you tell stories close to lies about despair

Is there a place to stop

around here



Is there a place to stop

around here



And as the afternoon comes sneaking in

It brings with it from the ocean a cold wind

And you tell me about the trend in magazines

I try to find a place with gasoline



Is there a place to stop

Around here



I'm so happy for the world is round

I go for a second time