Spent eighteen hours waiting for some space

I spent the same eighteen hours in the same old place

I'm on a road shaped like a figure eight

I'm going nowhere but I'm guaranteed to be late

You go out like a riptide

You know that ball has no side

You're an angel with an amber halo

Black hair and the devil's pitchfork

Wind-up anchor with an endless view of

The ground's colorful patchwork

How have you been, how have you, how have you

I drove around for hours, I drove around for days

I drove around for months and years and never went no place

We're on a pass, we're on a pass

I stopped for gas but where's the place

To pay for gas to drive around

Around the interstate

You go out like a riptide

You know that ball has no side

You're an angel with an amber halo

Black hair and the devil's pitchfork

Wind-up anchor with an endless view of

The ground's colorful patchwork

How have you been, how have you, how have you

You go out like a riptide

You know that ball has no side

You're an angel with an amber halo

Black hair and the devil's pitchfork

Wind-up anchor with an endless view of

The ground's colorful patchwork

How have you been, how have you, how have you been