Auto - Peter Hammill

Here’s a sensation I wouldn’t trade —

Pinpoint in the onrush

Dancing to the rhythm of the wiper blades

Up ahead on the autobahn

Headlights like a lava stream;

Up ahead in the distance is where we’re going

Where we will have been

Back in the motor, keep going overnight;

We’ve got no certain destination

But for all we know we might

So get back in the motor, let’s drive it anyplace…

Better to travel hopefully

Than to arrive, in any case

While you check out the map-book

Just like a novel that’s all out of joint

Our passport into anonymity…

Stick a pin into the vanishing point

I could drive for hours

Don’t even need to know the way to go;

I could drive forever

With some classical music on the radio

Back in the motor, back into overdrive

And if we travel hopefully then we’ll know we’re alive

Get back in das Auto, let’s drive it anyplace

Better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case

We could drive forever

We could drive forever

I caught you thinking, I bet you were

That we could drive forever

In the never-never land of the metaphor

Back in the motor, keep going overnight;

We’ve got no key to the highway

But for all we know we might as well

Get back in the motor, let’s drive it anyplace

Better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case

So get back in the motor, let’s get on with the drive

And if we travel hopefully then we know we’re alive

Get back in the motor

Let’s get back in the motor

Get in tune with the motor

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