A soothsayer told me once
"you're gonna die in a drive boy
And I won't be surprised if you do"
I'll drive it anyway, like a rolling stone

So please don't bother me
These floral nightlights of words are
Getting me dumb
And love is in the air, like a dance of death
(so dance it)

Talk slow, here is hard to breathe
(you're speaking in noises)
I'm on the edge of all I could have been
(they sold your pain in boxes)
And the payment was the trigger

Two drifters in a car
Here I stand, here we are
As hearts in a jar
We knew it all since the start
Help me to not hesitate
When it comes down my way
Two drifters in a car
Till the end

A soothsayer told me once
"you're gonna die in a drive boy
And I won't be surprised if you do"
I'll drive it anyway
Like a rolling, a rolling, a rolling stone