get a back road atlas some gas and water
we'll drive till twilight just don't bother
trying to sleep tonight, there's a path to take
if it leads to nowhere that was my mistake

if its [bad word] then I'm amazed 
all these years gone past we're falling in love again

there's no way of knowing how much tragedy we'll face
I've loved people who end up in total disgrace
we'll leave this town's full of people who stomp your soul into the frozen ground

I called you from Chicago inside the creeping dawn
I told you of the madness but not what I was on
to feel this much for all time can be a heavy load
my heart's an arcing rocket where will it explode

I was limping through old Europe trying to make the most
searching for some divinity I ran into Slothrop's ghost
He had been with Tritcht McGill smoking hash and making love
under a grey German gloom a screaming sky the bombs above

he said if you're not careful this world will tear you all apart
it'll lose your laugh your identity for some wretched work of art
that the power created the rest of us call it war
tell me what this heart, tell me what this heart is for

help me get back to that place where we were wild but still strong
we gotta help each other out, god its been so long
since we did something honest just because it's right
but the rock n' roll cliche has been up every single night
now I'm listening to GP just to make myself feel alright
about this [bad word] 

I grew up on the northside it don't matter which city
it's the dark side of the freeway
it's the cold side of the freeway
we are charmed but melancholy in the morning
we are charmed but getting older

can we claim our shadows are they a part of us
we spent years in the caves shining lights into mirrors
a spectral fury guiding some new vision
searching for the lost colour

if you say it could you mean it
if you do this now nothing you did before means anything
darling...you're my June Carter
you just kinda saved my life
 [bad word] the war. we're in love.