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’s a tear in my heart

Thinking of so many friends

Some I just left

Some I’ll never see again



I’ll be home in just a few hours’ time

But for now I love the coffee

And exploding stars

And the fat moon shining on the passing cars



And this road

This road

It goes on like a dream

N like a dream

It’s all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel

Cause I’ve forgotten what is real

And I’m blinded by the snow

And the radio’s glow



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’ll abide



On this road

This road

It goes on like a dream

It’s all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel

Cause I’ve forgotten what is real

And I’m blinded by the snow

And the radio’s glow