Where Are You Driving?

You tangled up in the gnarled tree You do as you damn well please You were torn and faded by the elements Staring straight through me You in suspended in animation You green and gone firefly That storm brewing at your temple Never seemed to die Oh where you driving, son To meet another one? Where you driving, dear To meet some other year? Your briny eyes are hollow mirrors Your mouth a rose parade cloud Must be a trick of the light I'm spinning all around Through clouds of dandelions Seas sailing out on the wind Hoping you'll be the one To plant yourself on in Oh where you driving, son To meet another one? Where you driving, dear To meet some other year?