Song Description
One the way home from work, late at night
| Song Length |
3:02 |
Genre |
Jazz - Swing, Jazz - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Relaxed, Serene |
Subject |
Spirituality, Existence |
| Similar Artists |
Tom Waits |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1970 - 1979 |
| |
Lyrics
Tailing trails of bloodshot eyes
Red lights flashing on by me
A space night white line fantasy
The sky's all fogged by city glow
No more road
Just syncopated pothole rhythms
Windy eerie tire chords
Miles Davis Doppler horns
Wither, sinking, through the night
I am alone, I am alone, I am alone.
Cigarettes send sparkler traces
Blazing, red, exploding stars
From careless hands in top-down cars
They all came to drive
I'm taking 5
From work's love/hate dichotomy
I'm breathing slow and floating in
The car is driven by my twin
Freeing me to drift inside
I am alone, I am alone, I am alone.
Road calm spreads out, through my blood
Drugging me like window stare
Seeing all and nothing there
The road begins to dance
I'm in a trance
Then down the chute to driveway time
Finding that I'm at my home
Stumbling into normal zone
Stopping like a dripping stone
I am alone, I am alone, I am alone.