woman driving man sleeping
with a suitcase on the rack
white lines shooting by on the pavement like the sky
looking straight ahead into the black
woman driving man sleeping
there's no radio to play
sitting with a map laying crumpled on her lap
looking for the toll money to pay
man sleeping is man dreaming
in a large apartment house
walking and knocking on doors
woman driving man sleeping
passing all the other cars
searching in the black but never turning to look back
a little metal box under the stars
man sleeping is man dreaming
in a large apartment house
walking and knocking on doors
woman driving man sleeping
woman driving man sleeping(David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels)
Now that he has no sense of destination
Now he's running for the love of speed
When the child goes bad it's no cause for celebration
Like Jimmy Dean he don't talk back to me
CHORUS
Failures as fathers, mothers to chaos
No baby, no baby, no baby no
Hallo humans can you feel me thinking
I assume you're seeing everything I'm thinking
Hallo humans nothing starts tomorrow
I'm the baby now
Baby Universe, Baby Universe, Baby Universal
A speck of dust has settled in my eye
It doesn't matter I've seen everything anyway
CHORUS
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