Album: In a Foreign Town
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 passport 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 classical 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