On the Drive Home

Of Montreal · The Bird Who Continues to Eat the Rabbit's Flower [1998]

There's an echo in my body echoes slide

Down the roof

You looked like heaven in bloom, I might now

Look deep in those eyes

Whose kindness moves my Texas to Oklahoma

Drops of light on the bed rolling off into a

Puddle on the floor You unbuttoned your life

And let me go

My eyes are as brown as blueberries love

Must put a mountain outside every window

I was crying my eyes out everything I drank

turned to tears, cherry cola tears, iced tea tears

I want to grab your words and fill them with

Coffee there we lie like monkees in our beds

Burying each frown that gets born

I'll climb up under your nightgown we'll try to

Tickle a laugh out of the mattress

I'll use your boobs for a pillow

On the Drive Home

On the Drive Home stands as a defining track from Of Montreal's 1998 album, The Bird Who Continues to Eat the Rabbit's Flower. Emerging during a pivotal era in the band's development, the recording showcases the eclectic, baroque pop sensibilities that would later characterize their broader discography. Kevin Barnes, the group's primary songwriter, crafted a sound that balances whimsical melodies with an underlying sense of narrative urgency. This period marked a significant shift in the band's approach, moving away from earlier experimentalism toward a more structured, emotionally resonant style. The song remains a notable song in their catalogue, reflecting the creative energy and distinctive artistic vision that established Of Montreal as a unique force within the indie rock landscape.