Songtext von Sleeping On The Interstate

At 4 am, a five piece band Gets R.E.M. in a Chevrolet van Running late… So we're sleeping on the interstate We're a left lane friend Threadin' the cars Passin' 'em like satellites in the stars We pull away… Sleeping on the interstate The white line's stretching like a yellow brick road We chase it down, hurry up We never go slow, Gas in the tank Music in the soul Here we go, here we go Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners Trying to live more like a lover than sinner A slave to dreams so far away So we're sleeping on the interstate. Freedom is the fuel makin' eight wheels roll We close our eyes and think about home So it's okay… Sleeping on the interstate And there's me in the back in a six foot bunk Gettin' used to the rocks of the road It's tough, but I'll find a way Sleeping on the interstate The white line's stretching like a yellow brick road We chase it down, hurry up We never go slow, Gas in the tank Music in the soul Here we go, here we go Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners Trying to live more like a lover than sinner A slave to dreams so far away So we're sleeping on the interstate. I'm breathing in the miles I'm reeling in the years I'm takin' some in stride And some in tears The white line's stretching like a yellow brick road We chase it down, hurry up We never go slow, Gas in the tank Music in the soul Here we go, here we go Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners Trying to live more like a lover than sinner A slave to dreams so far away So we're sleeping on the interstate. We're sleeping on the interstate. Sleeping on the interstate.