- cifra
So we get
Loaded in the van and drive through the suburbs
And we set
Out on Highway 35 to discover
What's the plan?
Slidin' through the dark in all kinds of weather
Where's the map?
One of us is barely holdin' it together
I still got all your basement tapes
I'm still hearin' you drift away
Saying those things that you just don't say
Right to your brother
Hide your head in the evergreen
Ply your heavenly alchemy
Still just livin' that big star dream
Live with each other
Yeah
So we tool
Down to Kansas City to sleep on a sofa
And we're cool
Temporarily 'cause we're from Minnesota
Later on
Walkin' in the dark with a sweet babysitter
On the lawn
Talkin' while inside you made out with her sister
I still got all your basement tapes
I'm still hearin' you drift away
Saying those things that you just don't say
Right to your brother
