I'm not scared of the road
We should see, we gotta taste it
Meanders in the small of the back
And everything'll be fine there
Your message to the Great Bear
And the path of the run
Even if it's useless, go on
The wind will sweep it away
Everything'll disappear but
The caress and the shrapnel
And that wound that nags at us
The palace of other days
Of yesterday and tomorrow
Genetics slung on the shoulder
Chromosomes in the air
Taxis for the galaxies
And my flying carpet, huh?
The wind will sweep it away
Everything'll disappear but
That scent of our dead years
Whatever may knock at your door
We lay one down and what do we keep from it?
The wind will sweep it away
While the tide rises
And everyone tallies up again
I carry in the hollow of my shadow
Everything'll disappear but