作词 : Berry, Buck, Mills, Stipe
It happened fast, it's over quick
A little dust and the engine kicks
Did your hands drift down off the wheel?
Roll out, hits your windshield
An eyelash or a little bit of sleep?
Time stands still
Just call it now and you're on your way
Hey
Hey, hey
Hey
All the ashtrays, cities and the freeway drives
Broken casino and waterslides
Eighteen-wheeler, payback dice
Gravity flows on the power line
Jet stream cuts the desert sky
This is a land could eat a man alive
Say you'd leave it all behind
Hey
Hey, hey
Hey
There's a radio tower that's egging me on
Back to the place where you never belong
Where people thrive on their own contempt
Whatever meaning is long gone, spent
If you had to guess or make a bet
Would you place yourself inside of it?
The mountains yawn, the clouds let out a sigh
Tricked again, let go
Hey, hey
Hey
Hey, hey
Hey
Hey, hey
Hey