Taking a ride in the country I don't mind going slowly The smell of grass and trees And dancing leaves tickling my nose I love a skunk by the roadside When he's warning off his foes Intoxicating, heady arousal The animals know And when I pass a reservoir I play out a little fantasy No man exists, not even me A time before discovery And the clouds set me free again As they aimlessly drifting Nowhere to be No one to see The animals know Maybe I'm never coming back On these country roads I might lose my track On these country roads I might erase my tracks Spider balanced on the Queen's lace Butterfly sipping from a pond Oh how we breathe the mystery The animals know Maybe I'm never coming back On these country roads I might lose my track On these country roads I might erase my track