Backseat

The gauge is on "e" I'm gripping the wheel the map is so hard to read I can't see the road I can only see From my hand to my mouth From right here to the ground But I'm too far gone to go back Where will it end? My weary eyes On the space Right in front of me. My mind imagining Love and empathy Or just some company saying Don't let go Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ... Don't you know I know? Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ... Oh don't let go. An angel takes the wheel I climb into the backseat And get under the blanket where sleep can bathe me in dreams With a warm humming engine and spacemen three Sleeping with Jesus I just need to rest.