At 4 am, a five piece band

Gets REM in a Chevrolet van

Running late

So we're sleeping on the interstate

We're a left lane friend

Threadin' the cars

Passin' 'em like satellites in the stars

We pull away

Sleeping on the interstate

The white line's stretching like a yellow brick road

We chase it down, hurry up

We never go slow

Gas in the tank

Music in the soul

Here we go, here we go

Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners

Trying to live more like a lover than sinner

A slave to dreams so far away

So we're sleeping on the interstate

Freedom is the fuel makin' eight wheels roll

We close our eyes and think about home

So it's okay

Sleeping on the interstate

And there's me in the back in a six foot bunk

Gettin' used to the rocks of the road

It's tough, but I'll find a way

Sleeping on the interstate

The white line's stretching like a yellow brick road

We chase it down, hurry up

We never go slow

Gas in the tank

Music in the soul

Here we go, here we go

Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners

Trying to live more like a lover than sinner

A slave to dreams so far away

So we're sleeping on the interstate

I'm breathing in the miles

I'm reeling in the years

I'm takin' some in stride

And some in tears

The white line's stretching like a yellow brick road

We chase it down, hurry up

We never go slow

Gas in the tank

Music in the soul

Here we go, here we go

Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners

Trying to live more like a lover than sinner

A slave to dreams so far away

So we're sleeping on the interstate

We're sleeping on the interstate

Sleeping on the interstate