4 acessos
It's a very strange ambition--
to be less than half alive
You don't know where you're goin'
but you sure do like to drive, yeah
And all along the highway
I spied creatures on their own
The rabbits and the reptiles
Sitting on a throne of a desert--empty and dry
All along the West side I see
Nothing but sky
No Barrier between
The Greatest Mind and Mine
The Universe is Open All the Time
In this constant repetition
I am looking for a feel
Something more than motion
Something positively real
And I'm staring in the rear view
Wishing I could see
Something more than just the lines
Something deep inside of me
CHORUS
Tumbleweeds and drifters
Never made a plan
Never stopped to wonder
They just roll across the land...
Chorus