Going the Distance

Driving through space And I'm wasting my time On a dead end road towards a bottle of wine As I light me up a cigarette Skies are balmy and it's hard to forget What feels real at the time May be an illusion in a bottle of wine I wake up just around two My internal clock is always skewed I want to find some time to be mine Let my thoughts run away in my mind Float into place I was pushed aside Was dumped to the beach where I will reside There I will fade Away to gray Under the trees but over the shade The best part of growing old Is knowing when the story is about to unfold I wake up just around two My internal clock is always skewed I want to find some time to be mine Let my thoughts run away in my mind I wake up but not before you My internal thoughts are always new I want to find some time to be mine Let my thoughts run away and rewind As we walk through the rippling lines And across the power lines Building prisons without crimes Going the distance All this loss will fade away As I dream for another day All this loss will fade away Going the distance I wake up just around two My internal clock is always skewed I want to find some time to be mine Let my thoughts run away in my mind I wake up but not before you My internal thoughts are always new I want to find some time to be mine Let my thoughts run away and rewind