Diamonds on my Windshield :: Tom Waits
Tune du Jour, 2012-07-11
These diamonds on my windshield are tears from heaven
I'm pulling into town on the interstate, I got me a steel train in the rain
And the wind bites my cheek through the window
Late nights and freeway flyin' always make me sing
There's a duster tryin' to change my tune, he's pullin' up fast on the right
Rollin' restlessly by a 24-hour moon
And the Wisconsin hiker with a cue ball head was wishin' he's home in a Wisconsin bed
But there's 15 feet of snow in the east; colder than a well digger's ass
Ocean side it ends the ride with San Clemente comin' up
Sunday desperados slip by and cruise with the dryback
And the orange drive-in and the neon billin's and the theaters fillin' to the brim
With slave girls, hot spurn, bucket full of sin
Metropolitan area: interchange and connections
Fly by nights through Riverside, out of state plates runnin' a little late
But the sailors jockey for the fast lane, so the 101 don't miss it
There's rollin' hills and concrete fields in the broken lines on your mind
8's go east and 5's go north
Here mergin' nexus back and forth
You see your sign, across the line, signaling with a blink
And the radio goes off the air...and gives you time to think
And you hear the rumble as you fumble for a cigarette, and
Blazing through this midnight jungle remember someone that you met and
One more block, the engine talks, whispers home at last
Whispers home at last
Whispers home at last
And these diamonds on my windshield are tears from heaven
I'm pulling into town on the interstate I got a steel train in the rain and the wind bites my cheek through the window
Late nights and freeway flyin' always makes me sing
Ya it always makes me sing