Driving home after the show    Listening to the radio    Speaker rattles    And Jane sings a song about    Driver side door    That old tin drum    Banging on the shore    There’s a tear in my heart       Thinking of so many friends       Some I just left    I’ll be home in just a few hours’ time    Some I’ll never see again    And exploding stars    But for now I love the coffee    And the fat moon shining on the passing cars       It goes on like a dream    And this road    N like a dream    This road    It’s all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel    Cause I’ve forgotten what is real    And I’m blinded by the snow       And the radio’s glow    Caffeine spills into my eyes    Cause this highway    I feel like I could drive all night    Is just a smile    So I’ll abide       On the hand of god    This road    On this road    It goes on like a dream    Cause I’ve forgotten what is real    It’s all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel    And I’m blinded by the snow    And the radio’s glow