Death Cab for Cutie Follow

Whenever I come back
The air on Railroad is making the same sounds
And the shop fronts on Holly are dirty words
(Asterisks in for the vowels)
We peered through the windows
New bottoms on barstools
But the people remain the same
With prices inflating, inflating

As if saved from the gallows
There's a bellow of buzzers
And the people stop working
And they're all so excited, excited

Passing through unconscious states
When I awoke I was on the highway
Highway, highway, highway

With your hand on my shoulders
A meaningless movement
A movie script ending
And the patrons are leaving, leaving

Passing through unconscious states
When I awoke I was on the highway
Highway, highway, highway
Highway, highway, highway, highway

Now we all know the words were true
In the sappiest songs, yes, yes
I'll put them to bed, but they won't sleep
They're just shuffling the sheets
They toss and turn
(You can't begin to get it back)

Passing through unconscious states
When I awoke I was on
The onset of a later stage
The headlights are beacons on the highway
Highway, highway, highway
Highway, highway, highway, highway