Miles of highway poppies   A stretch of maybe flowers past Signal Hill away   We were parked and searching   For a hubcap rolling into the fields of thorn      Although we couldn't see a thing that night   And the stars in their slowness   And their slowness took us by surprise      If I never told you how you helped to rescue   The car and all inside   Remember roads were steep and   You and I went sliding down the grade from Gate's Pass      You asleep and me behind the wheel   Hovering in, in that slowness   And that slowness has never gone away      Although we couldn't see a thing that night   And the stars still shone and the stars still shone   And the stars still shone      In their slowness, in their slowness   In their slowness, in their slowness   And their slowness has never gone away