[singer A] The orange streetlights pull away in silence Washing the cracked asphalt in ochre We were merely passing through the valley Hot wind rolling through the cracked windows The dashboard light illuminates your hands Cassette warping on the dashboard [transition] [singer B] Telephone poles leaning through the dark Everything shaking slightly in the heat [singer A] Everything grows thin in the rearview glass (Weightless as the rising dust) I am taking the long way home Through a country that does not exist anymore (So far from the center) [transition] [singer B] The memory warps like a sun-bleached tape Curling at the edges until the color fades The motel pool at night is a dark eye Staring at the vacancy of the sky The road signs are stripped of their names Dead moths circling the gas station light [transition] [singer A] AM static bleeding through the speakers Every mile flattening the horizon [singer B] There was a fork in the road near the border A choice made in a state of grace Now the road forgets my name Tracing the map with a trembling finger (Where did the time go) [singer A] Everything grows thin in the rearview glass (Weightless as the rising dust) I am taking the long way home Through a country that does not exist anymore (So far from the center) [singer B] It is not the canyon I long for It is the person holding the wheel The one I left behind in the heat Your fingerprints fading from the glass (Left behind) (Passing through) Out of state and out of mind
