Auto [The Peel Sessions] Peter Hammill

[Verse 1]
Here's a sensation I wouldn't trade –
Pinpoint in the onrush
Dancing to the rhythm of the wiper blades
Up ahead on the autobahn
Headlights like a lava stream;
Up ahead in the distance is where we're going
Where we will have been

[Chorus]
Back in the motor, keep going overnight;
We've got no certain destination
But for all we know we might
So get back in the motor, let's drive it anyplace...
Better to travel hopefully
Than to arrive, in any case

[Verse 2]
While you check out the map-book
Just like a novel that's all out of joint
Our passport into anonymity...
Stick a pin into the vanishing point, oh
I could drive for hours
Don't even need to know the way to go;
I could drive forever
With some classical music on the radio