Sometimes the road is too long
You meet all kinds of people
Some of them cast no shadow
They have no reflections
Take a look in your photo book
I'm not there anymoreI was a traveling salesman
I got lost on the back roads
Fell in with a crowd of driftersSometimes the sun is too bright
And it burns you like acid
You get to love driving at night
The moon is so close you can kiss it
I used to remember you smiling and waving
I don't think I can anymoreI was a traveling salesman
I got lost on the back roads
Fell in with a crowd of driftersWe come, unnoticed, at sundown
At the start of a blackout
We set bonfires all over town
And it's over by morning
Sometimes we bring the rat and the wolf
And sometimes the wormI was a traveling salesman
I got lost on the back roads
Fell in with a crowd of drifters