A few bars of electric guitar
Robert Smith smooth
I’m drawn out
And now I’m there
The road is open
Wind curling in my hair
Summer sun beats
Resistance from greenery
Days are conjured back
High on life
High on love
But waiting for the fall
Stripes on my back
Malibu and pineapple
Muggy days and nights
Adventures and safety
Falling apart
Knew it was coming
What could have been
Is it more than a dream
The highway is lonely
All that’s left now
Aching emptiness
And no pictures of you