Astral Weeks

(album: Astral Weeks - 1968)

If I ventured in the slipstream
Between the viaducts of your dream
Where immobile steel rims crack
And the ditch in the back roads stop
Could you find me?
Would you kiss-a my eyes?
To lay me down
In silence easy
To be born again
To be born again
From the far side of the ocean
If I put the wheels in motion
And I stand with my arms behind me
And I'm pushing on the door
Could you find me?
Would you kiss-a my eyes?
To lay me down
In silence easy
To be born again
To be born again
There you go
Standing with the look of avarice
Talking to Huddie Ledbetter
Showing pictures on the wall
Whispering in the hall
And pointing a finger at me
There you go, there you go
Standing in the sun darling
With your arms behind you
And your eyes before
There you go
Taking good care of your boy
Seeing that he's got clean clothes
Putting on his little red shoes
I see you know he's got clean clothes
A-putting on his little red shoes
A-pointing a finger at me
And here I am
Standing in your sad arrest
Trying to do my very best
Looking straight at you
Coming through, darling
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If I ventured in the slipstream
Between the viaducts of your dreams
Where immobile steel rims crack
And the ditch in the back roads stop
Could you find me
Would you kiss-a my eyes
Lay me down
In silence easy
To be born again
To be born again
To be born again
In another world
In another world
In another time
Got a home on high
Ain't nothing but a stranger in this world
I'm nothing but a stranger in this world
I got a home on high
In another land
So far away
So far away
Way up in the heaven
Way up in the heaven
Way up in the heaven
Way up in the heaven
In another time
In another place
In another time
In another place
Way up in the heaven
Way up in the heaven
We are going up to heaven
We are going to heaven
In another time
In another place
In another time
In another place
In another face