Garden State Parkway

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