Another pleasant day in the countryside    Has ended up in tears on a stormy night    ‘Cause you can’t follow my directions home    But don’t stop now       God knows where the satellite’s taking us    I can’t tell what is right in front of us    But I hang on every word    And don’t stop now    No, don’t stop now    Well, give me something I can write about       You get fooled by the lightning every time    See the afterimage of my outline    Then you turn the wrong way ‘round    You don’t stop now    No, don’t stop now    You give me something I can write about    You give me something I can cry about       Little church house ten miles out of town    Is the devil gonna track me down    When you travel through a tunnel in the trees    Just remember that’s how you get to me       There’s no number on the house    The birds are headed south    Sometimes you have to turn    The wrong way ‘round    Sometimes you get too close    To nowhere now       Restless, hopeful in the silence, I wait    With a blank piece of paper on the top of my head       Then all I want is something I can write about    All I want is something I can cry about