A Movie Script Ending

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 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 hands 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

And 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

Just shuffling the sheets to 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