Phish, "Contact"

As a reference for Boethius, The Consolation 1.26

The song was always fun and catchy, but it also had quite a meaningful point about purpose and staying the course, whether for cars or for people.

Phish, "Contact", from Junta (1989)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iDhH1VWd9Uw

The tires are the things on your car
That make contact with the road.
The car is the thing on the road
That takes you back to your abode.

The tires are the things on your car
That make contact with the road.
Bummed is what you are
When you go out to your car and it's been towed.

I woke up one morning in November,
And I realized I love you.
It's not your headlights in front,
Your tailpipe, or the skylight above you.
It's the way you cling to the road
When the wind tries to shove you.
I'd never go driving away
And come back home without you.