Driving home after the show 
 Listening to the radio 
 Speaker rattles 
 And Jane sings a song about 
 Driver side door 
 That old tin drum 
 Banging on the shore 
 There’s a tear in my heart 
 
 Thinking of so many friends 
 
 Some I just left 
 I’ll be home in just a few hours’ time 
 Some I’ll never see again 
 And exploding stars 
 But for now I love the coffee 
 And the fat moon shining on the passing cars 
 
 It goes on like a dream 
 And this road 
 N like a dream 
 This road 
 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 
 Cause this highway 
 I feel like I could drive all night 
 Is just a smile 
 So I’ll abide 
 
 On the hand of god 
 This road 
 On this road 
 It goes on like a dream 
 Cause I’ve forgotten what is real 
 It’s all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel 
 And I’m blinded by the snow 
 And the radio’s glow