Just wanted to capture the surreal mood of the drive
Lyrics
all the semis who refuse to give a signal
and the wind who's pushin' us from the road
and the lights of the freeway flashing by
sendin' lullabies and secret codes
an hour to the summit
an hour back down
rolling slowly away from my home on the sound
an hour to the summit
an hour back down
surreal we roll like waves across the ground
finally reaching building E through summer storms
and a bed of the hard linoleum floor
and a sickly feeling empty belly
soothed to sleep by ghosts rattling the door
an hour to the summit
an hour back down
rolling slowly towards my home on the sound
an hour to the summit
an hour back down
surreal i roll like waves across the ground
