The Other

Stuck in traffic on my way to no particular place

No agenda, no master plan, no important dates

No reason to be alive at all as far as I can tell

Except for one small detail like a distant ringing bell

And it keeps on calling out to me like a lost forgotten lover

So I blast off down the shoulder to go looking for the other

Driving up the coast, past the surfers and the seals

Al them lonely rich folks who only know how to steal

Science can cure sickness but what can cure my soul?

It won't be long before I'm gone laying in some hole

So I find an ancient payphone to tell my mother I love her

But she ain't home, she must have gone out looking for the other

Pull up off the highway, the moon is looking wicked good

I throw my keys into the breeze and get lost in the woods

I think about my old man and the mystery of time

When suddenly between the trees, I see the lake of fire

So I jump right in and take a swim in this pool of unknown colors

And as I swim I begin to brim with visions of the other

Found my car a few days later after I came to

Her name was Blue Subaru 1982

I punched the clutch and kicked the gas and take off in a burst

Well it wasn't long before the gas was gone

And we were overcome from thirst

So we found a dusty truck stop, above the vultures hovered

And I thought it was the end but then I thought again

And that was when I took the hand of the other