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