Drive

Lyrics: Barlow
Music: Hollingsworth, Kang et al

A song that Barlow wrote for String Cheese Incident

The highway glimmers, morning dew
Collecting the rain in your eyes
The trees pass by like Van Gogh's brush
What were you leaving behind?

The frost it shines like broken glass
The canyon comes into view
The road is worn, all cracked and torn
From the others that came before

It ain't over
Ain't it good to be alive
It ain't over
Close your eyes and drive
Close your eyes and drive

[We've all] never had my doubts The truth couldn't be farther away
But I hit bottles and didn't bounce
And found out I had nothing to say

Are we running for, are we running from
Maybe not from any [call]
I just know when you least expect it
Something [all that's best in the fall]

It ain't over
Ain't it good to be alive
It ain't over
Close your eyes and drive
Close your eyes and drive

I saw you standing in the crowd
{?} Saturday night
Seven summers passed since then
Are the stars still shining as bright

The moving village of your space-time world
I [envisaged from] behind you
Levitation in a whiskey swirl
Never even got to the show

It ain't over
Ain't it good to be alive
It ain't over
Close your eyes and drive
Close your eyes and drive