I used to brush it off like it didn't matter
Dark clouds in the sky brother, let 'em gather
Now it's all cuts a little deeper and has an effect
Similar to what it is when glass shatters
So we drive like Kerouac use to do
Smoking cigarettes, eating up junk food
With both windows down and the stereo up
We lift a coffee cut in the sun
Leave behind the skyline
Full of terracotta rooftops in a shitbox town
Living in us too long
All these suburbs sing their own proverbs
And hold a million heart breaks in between the commerce
And I can see it all for miles around
I'm getting dizzy from the sight and sound
At the top of the hill we stop and we chill
Then boost, take time to get your head out the noose
You can let a good thing go by
It might not happen again
We can go where ever we like
Sunshine on the window, yeah
I said let's get in the car
Maybe we could drive for days
Nothing was built to last
Get loose and fly away
I used to waste time like I'd live forever
Always on the hunt to find something better
Now it all shakes me up and I'm breathless
It has an effect similar to something like an earth tremor
The car's outside and the tank is full
And to take time off is impractical
But we leave on a whim to do the damn thing
Freedom in the air and the wind sings songs
Of a generation passed and present, the car is headed
Along the coastline inland, up through the desert
And we savour all the sights and the sound and moods
And even eat the meat pies and the road house food
And you can see what's up in rear view
Get pumped up by the look of a clear view
Out across the vista, kiss the stars in the night
Brother, what a beautiful sight
I used to place bets of my sanity
Caught up in between the dream an the art and the parody
Tryna figure out if it was meant to be
For me to work and breed, buy a house and get married in it
Just to be like they are on TV
But those dreams never really seemed to fit
And I've been jugglin' and jigglin' every day that I live
And there's things that I just can't fix
You were always telling me to take better care with it
Don't rush a good thing or get scared of it
Disconnect your telephone for a couple of days
And hit the highway to watch the scenery change
Responsibility it ain't nothing to fun from
Some wrongs are right, some rights become wrong
And every now and then when reality slip
I take five and get away for a bit