Van Morrison - Astral Weeks

If I ventured in the slipstreamBetween the viaducts of your dreamWhere immobile steel rims crackAnd the ditch in the back roads stopCould you find me?Would you kiss-a my eyes?To lay me downIn silence easyTo be born againTo be born againFrom the far side of the oceanIf I put the wheels in motionAnd I stand with my arms behind meAnd I'm pushin' on the doorCould you find me?Would you kiss-a my eyes?To lay me downIn silence easyTo be born againTo be born againThere you goStandin' with the look of avariceTalkin' to Huddie LedbetterShowin' pictures on the wallWhisperin' in the hallAnd pointin' a finger at meThere you go, there you goStandin' in the sun darlin'With your arms behind youAnd your eyes beforeThere you goTakin' good care of your boySeein' that he's got clean clothesPuttin' on his little red shoesI see you know he's got clean clothesA-puttin' on his little red shoesA-pointin' a finger at meAnd here I amStanding in your sad arrestTrying to do my very bestLookin' straight at youComin' through, darlin'Yeah, yeah, yeahIf I ventured in the slipstreamBetween the viaducts of your dreamsWhere immobile steel rims crackAnd the ditch in the back roads stopCould you find meWould you kiss-a my eyesLay me downIn silence easyTo be born againTo be born againTo be born againTo be born againIn another world, darlin'In another worldIn another timeGot a home on highAin't nothing but a stranger in this worldI'm nothing but a stranger in this worldI got a home on highIn another landSo far awaySo far awayWay up in the heavenWay up in the heavenWay up in the heavenWay up in the heavenIn another timeIn another placeIn another timeIn another place