Limo

The phone never rang, but I took the call
Went and got a highway down from the wall
Climbed in my old Limo, full of empty spaces
Sat in the dark, tried on a thousand different faces
My chauffeur appeared, he’s sometimes hard to see
Don’t follow my orders but he looks a lot like me
Turned around slow and looked me in the eye
Said I’ll take you somewhere
Where the rubber meets the sky

Driver, drive me away
Pour me a drink from the Milky Way
Somewhere, somehow
There’s that place called Love
Label my direction … in search of

He fingered the wheel
Like he was holding a guitar
Said wherever you go son
Is not always where you are
Thought I heard laughter
Underneath the hood
He said it all runs on music
When the world’s looking good
So throw away the seat belts
Roll those windows down
Tonight we’re going Zen
Strip the circus from the clown
He drove high above the city lights
Then he took a perfect smile
Tossed it out into the night

Driver, drive me away …

We ride the invisible highways
Out past the amnesia webs and the lost cities
Out where stars are born and squandered
And the Big Bands play big
And the nightlife goes on forever
And all around the secrets whisper
Drive on … drive on

We traveled in silence into deep space
Where spiritual detectives go looking for grace
And UFO boys and guys out on mission
Playing all night poker in a cosmic kitchen
Driver began to fade like a watercolor in the rain
And the planets sang like prisoners free of chains
I took off my final mask, dropped it with a sigh

You see … we’ve done a lot of crawling
But we were born to fly

Driver, drive me away
Pour me a drink from the Milky Way
Somewhere, somehow
There’s that place called Love
Label my direction

Call it disaffection … in search of