Driving in a car in town Convinced this is the only place we all alone Looking out and thinking and I'm looking out and in again ♪ I walk into a shop and she walks into a shop and I Walk into the same shop she's in ♪ The road is here The foot parked there The loose grates meet me everywhere ♪ Pockets full of hands and my hands Know exactly what's in those pockets Exactly I'm not really concentrated Old man sitting down from us Is looking good and looking into space We interrupt the vision on his face and he'll say Don't train Don't train Don't train Gee, whiz The road is here The foot parked there The loose grates meet me everywhere ♪ Camping on this two and four and sit down on the couch Listen to the vibrations coming from their mouths He's steady and reinvites himself into his life He says he's never been and he's saying neither has my wife The camera dollies around and disappears from sight Sight Sight Sight, sight The road is here The foot parked there The loose grates meet me everywhere The road is here The foot parked there The loose grates meet me everywhere