Death Cab For Cutie - Company Calls Epilogue Lyrics
synapse to synapse: the possibility's thin.i'm dressed up for free drinks and familygreetings on your wedding date. thefigures in plastic on the wedding cakethat i took were so real. and i kept adistance: the complications cloud thepostcards and blips through fiberoptics,as the girls with the pigtails were runningfrom little boys wearing bowties theirparent bought: "i'll catch you this time!"crashing through the parlor doors, whatwas your first reaction? screaming, drunk,disorderly: i'll tell you mine. you were theone but i can't spit it out when the date'sbeen set. the white routine to be ingestedinaccurately.synapse to synapse: the sneaky kids hadattached beer cans to the bumper so theycould drive up and down the main drag.people would turn to see who's making theracket. it's not the first time.when they lay down the fish will swim upstreamand i'll contest but they won't listenwhen the casualty rate's near 100%,and there isn't a pension for second bestor for hardly moving...crashing through the parlor doors,what was your first reaction? screaming, drunk,disorderly: i'll tell you mine.you were the one but i can'tspit it out when the date's been set.the white routine to be ingested inaccurately
