And the road runs through
From your left eye to your right
Straight as an arrow,
Till it runs out of sight,
And built like a level
In a video game
Not a road rises to meet you
Not a door calls your name
When the train runs through
There’s a rattling sound
Like a cast-iron snake
Slipping over the ground
And the only light that shines
Is the hotel’s neon sign
Chorus:
Take me anywhere that’s somewhere, where there’s noises and lights
That would be some kind of relief
Take me anywhere that’s somewhere
Where there’s no straight lines
Cause the silence is deafening me.
Every Friday night
The paychecks come out
And the quiet is broken
And the music gets loud
And the room starts to shake
As the voices swell
And just for an hour
The night is dispelled
And outside the highway sleeps
And the dawn is beginning to creep.
