All along the interstate The palm trees were calling out to me The line of them stretched fown the highway forever As far as I could see I waited til the sun was coming up Light morning traffic and a cool spring breeze I heard the old voices calling down From the tops of the trees
When I got up to the top, my head got light For a minute everything in the world was alright I saw the next tree just 10 feet away Give or take a few feet I guess Then I pushed off into the air with all my might Headed out into the center of the morning light I knew that I was gonna make it The new tree hardly shook to acknowledge my arrival I knew that I would be alright