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 And 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