

Headlights flicker on the gravel path Last trip home Ninety-seven model with
the rusted doors
We spent our summers on the valley floors Tape deck clicking with
a heavy sigh
Underneath a wide and starry sky
Now the radiator hums a final tune
Parked beneath a cold white moon
Oh, float on into the atmosphere No more road maps,
nothing left to steer
You carried me
through the wild and the dark My silver capsule,
my spark
Resting in the cosmic dust
Ignition clicks but the engine stays cold
Ten thousand memories, stories untold
A piece of my youth in the dashboard light
Fading slowly
out of sight
Oh, float on into the atmosphere
No
more road maps, nothing left to steer
You carried me
through the wild and the dark My silver capsule,
my spark
Resting in the cosmic dust
Leaving the highway
behind...
(hummmm) Into the starlight