opening my eyes, as round as saucers
gasp for a breath, and rub the pain in my chest
I feel the seatbelt, sit back and relax
oh honey, i must have fallen asleep
 

I had the most unsettling dream
it attacked with a weapon I never saw coming
I was drowning in sorrow
in every dimension
 

petting your arm, in reassuring gesture
the radio plays static, I search the glove box
how about a cd, Joe Satriani
“Is there love in space” yeah, that’s a good one
 

number three comes on “Hands in the air”
my foot starts tapping, my head is swaying
pull the car over, let’s get out
air guitar for you, I’ll beat the ground
 

at the Apache riff, we’re tribal dancing
shredding that sorrow back to its hell
our hearts now pumping from the cardio effort
I’m smiling at you, cause in the trunk is a blanket
 

and I don’t know exactly where I am
but off this road, is open pure prairie
lets walk out there indulge in pleasure
under the new moon and make love to each other