There's a place up ahead and
I'm going just as fast as my feet can fly
Come away, come away if you're going,
Leave the sinking ship behind.

Come on the rising wind,
We're going up around the bend.

Ooh!
Bring a song and a smile for the banjo,
Better get while the gettings good,
Hitch a ride to the end of the highway
Where the neons turn to wood.

Come on the rising wind,
We're going up around the bend.

Oooh!
You can ponder perpetual motion,
Fix your mind on a crystal day,
Always time for a good conversation,
There's an ear for what you say.

Come on the rising wind,
We're going up around the bend.

Yeah!

Oooh!
Catch a ride to the end of the highway
And we'll meet by the big red tree,
There's a place up ahead and I'm going,
Come along, come along with me.

Come on the rising wind,
We're going up around the bend.

Yeah!
Do do doo do...