And as summer rolled into August we stayed on the road.
The gas that went up in May to near European prices that we never got an explanation for
Stayed at a dollar and a half
And we stopped wondering about it and just paid it and grabbed our coffee
And kept rolling down the road

We watched the Olympics even though we decided not to
Cause when everybody else in the world watches one thing
You just find yourself watching it too
We watched Bill Clinton slowly become Richard Nixon
As the election drew near.
And you and I changed the way we danced
From a slow waltz to a long distance tango
Complete with breakups, ultimatums, tearful phone calls
That I couldn’t afford
And ended up getting my phone cut off
And your computer was always down

And fall fall fall fall fall from grace
Fall fall fall to some other place
Fall fall fall fall fall from grace
And fall and fall and ain’t learned
Nothing at all

Your body started appearing to me in the hills
Like big big curves, big breasts, big thighs
Big ass triangles of love
Especially driving through Utah and Arizona
And I started feeling trapped even in the great wide open
Slightly confined and insane
Cracked like my windshield
As lonely for you as some guy overseas in a war thinking about his girl
On Christmas Eve
While preparing for a bombing raid

And words started failing me
And more and more I thought about being a painter
Cause what I wanted to tell was moments instead of stories
Like when you step from the shower.
Or the moment some old guy steps from a bar in New York City
Or the moment when you first take your dress off
And everyone in sight started doing everything they did solely for the people who take pictures and
Write magazines

And the government started overreacting to everything
Every time a plane crashed or a bomb exploded
They’d pass some new restrictive law
Making it harder to go outside
And watch the sun go down
And your computer was always down

And everything started changing faster and faster.
Everyone who had been living in a nice house
With a job and a car a couple of years before
Suddenly seemed to be on the road
Hitchhiking and living in a van
Learning to survive with hardly anything

And the end of the millennium meant something
Though we weren’t certain what
it seemed artificial
Just a random way of counting
That we made up
Full of seconds that we made up
Full of minutes that we made up
Full of decades that we made up
Full of centuries that we made up
Just a grid full of moments
That we made up

And I realized most of all that I love you
And I don’t know what to with you
And sooner or later
more like pretty soon
I’m going to have to figure out what to do with you
Or someone else will figure out
What to do with you
And your computer was always down.

And fall fall fall fall fall from grace
Fall fall fall to some other place
Fall fall fall fall fall from grace
And fall and fall and ain’t learned
Nothing at all

(lyrics: Dan Bern)