Lyrics: Alex Jordan, Elliott Peck
Music: Alex Jordan, Elliott Peck, Grahame Lesh
Sung by Midnight North - and Phil Lesh sitting in on bass on 28 July 2017.
We were wallowing in laughter
As the sunlight slowly slipped beneath the ocean
And I may not have known it yet, though short of breath
You knew I was in motion
And we didn't see the moonrise
Hear the spinning face of time a-singing
We're too tangled with each other
Too content to be bothered by alarm bells ringing
So I go roaming, roaming
On down on the interstate
My mind is on the open road
Too far away to turn back
But not close enough to care
There were hilltop proclamations
There were cartoons drawn along the boulevard
Yet we lay there in damnation
Forgetting what was waiting in the courtyard
And when you pressed the rose of memory
Between the heavy page of time and distance
Oh how easily we recollect the moments of content
But not resistance
So I go roaming, roaming
On down on the interstate
My mind is on the open road
Too far away to turn back
But not close enough to care
With you by my side I prolong the restless night
You're risen but invisible, you claim
Along came your ride, don't you leave without a fight
We'll be in the next lies softly in our head
I was anchored by the ambience, so whatever drew me that night to stay
I fell hostage to the candle light, in a warmth that washed the colors from my face
I was jaded by the journey, all my comforts felt so far away fron home
Turning back at this point, all the keys are [so about] to walk alone
So I go roaming, roaming
On down on the interstate
My mind is on the open road
Too far away to turn back
But not close enough to care
Too far away to turn back
But not close enough to care
Not close enough to care
Not close enough to care
Not close enough to care
Recordings | |||||
Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
2016 | Live at Terrapin Crossroads | Midnight North | |||
2017 | Under The Lights | Midnight North | |||
2020 | Live From Peaches Records | Midnight North |