Garden State Parkway - Summer Underground

Following a boat named Christine

Down the Garden State Parkway

Passive in the passenger seat

I sit in wait patiently

This summer in limbo

A period of life

Molecules spin faster

Than the loops in my translucent mind

I could waste my days on you

In the highway haze

I could waste my rays on you

And not think it was a waste

Passing by carnival rides

All folded up on moving trucks

It didn’t take us long to realize

That travelin' feeling was creepin' up

Our summer in limbo

A period of life

Molecules spin faster

Than the loops in my translucent mind

Well can you read me

At 300 word speed

The gas tank’s empty

But we’re not worried

Well, honey, should we be?

I could waste my days on you

In the highway haze

I could waste my rays on you

And not think it was a waste