Passenger Song

One thing I'll say for the last drive away Doesn't have subtlety Has twice the gravity Get in and go and your one with the now Turns inconsistently Arcs in a symphony Make your mind sharp and aware of the holes Fall through them steadily Slip through them readily Watch and watch spiraling out of control It's beyond all that anyway Time is dead anyway Passenger song on the dark radio Wheels in your other head And holes in your other mind Lights on the screen and then shut by the door Voice their inner frames The eyes have jar all the same Follow the path until it falls away Hurry it's dangerous Some say it's glamorous Charge through the past and the future of now Come to it sparingly With what you are carrying Notes on the pages and notes in the bars And chasing without it scars It might make you see the stars Show me and told me then show me to bed Collapsing anyway The edge is starting to fray Oh right, you are right, you are right, you are right Left from the interstate 'Cause you can hardly wait One thing I'll say for the last drive away Doesn't have subtlety Has twice the gravity