We're drifting through the sun and snow
But it's the rain and hail
That carry us further on
And I wander until I find relief
A little hit and run, baby
For me
Meadow man's ripping on a coke and crown
In the satellite fields, near Puget Sound
On lonely dreams he steals a feeling
Oh, meadow man's rolling on Mulholland Drive
With the shell of hope shotgun riding
All he wanted was the answer
(Yeah, yeah)
Dreaming of a feeling gone
I could name it, darling
But it's not worth a song
So maybe it's the time of day
Or the expectations
Anyway...
Yeah, meadow man's ripping on a coke and crown
In the satellite fields, near Puget Sound
On lonely dreams he steals a feeling
Oh, meadow man's rolling on Mulholland Drive
With the shell of hope shotgun riding
All he wanted was the answer
(Yeah, yeah)
So drifting through the sun and snow
But it's the rain and hail...