Roads against new chauffeurs
When they call them
"Routes to our little ugly homes"
I think, roads do right
Hurry up
There to right
Drive around
Heart beat in sync with turn signal light
Every night, every road, every sign
It is known for us
It is joy to be here side by side
Every trace, every tree, carry me!
I'm a lonely ghost
I slipped into the edge of town
Post-mortem bruise on headlights
My foot down, drive straight into the night
(Into the night wall)
Do know me, all my plans were erroneous
No more things to interrupt the slow white dance
Every night, every road, every sign
It is known for us
It is joy to be here side by side
Every face, every tree, carry me!
I'm a lonely ghost
I slipped into the edge of town
Every night, every road, every sign
It is known for us
It is joy to be here side by side
Every face, every tree, carry me!
I'm a lonely ghost
I slipped into the edge of town
