there’s a place up ahead and i’m goin, just as fast as my feet can fly. come away, come away if you’re goin, leave the sinkin ship behind. come on the risin wind, we’re goin up around the bend. bring a song and a smile for the banjo, better get while the gettin’s good. hitch a ride to the end of the highway, where the neons turn to wood. there’s a place up ahead and i’m goin, come along, come along with me.
can i please have this eccentric, lived-in hippie van for my very own? i would drive it around all summer…. going to the beach, to music festivals and just be on one long road trip.