Hair blowing in the hot wind,   Time hanging from a clothespin   There's no sorrow that the sun's not gonna heal   I smell the leather of your new car   Drive through the desert after nightfall   Sleep on the shoulder, keep the stars all to ourselves      The kind of love that makes my back hurt   Wearin' nothing but a T-shirt   She's turning over on a mattress made of air   I close my eyes, I see a staircase   Leading upwards into blank space   All of creation makes a sound too soft to hear      So I remain between her legs   Sheltered from all my fears   While bikers glide by highway shrines   Where pilgrims disappear      I know that trouble's been your good friend   Kept you company on the weekends   Kept you company even once your mind was made   You said, it's over and it's finished   Now your headache's all you're left with   We're no different I've got debts I'd like to pay      We should move to Sausalito   Living's easy on a house boat   Let the ocean rock us back and forth to sleep   And in the morning when the sun rise   Look in the water, see the blue sky   As if heaven has been laid there at our feet      So we remain between these waves   Sheltered for all our years   While bikers glide by highway shrines   Where pilgrims disappear   Where time takes icebergs   Where fields burn westward   Where pilgrims disappear