GHOST MICE LYRICS

"Albany"

We drove back after the show
On dark and windy roads.
The fog was so thick.
I couldn't see through it.
We had to take it slow.
But little did I know.
While I did my best to keep us alive.
You were dying out there on the west coast.
And the blue and red lights look so bright in the fog.
With no seat belts on and an expired license plate
That Vermont State Policeman must have known what's to come.
He took it easy on us, and he let us drive away.
The road seemed to go on forever that night.
And the hour kept getting late.
And all the cellphone towers that we drove past.
Had a grim look on their face.
Cause they knew what they had to do.
But they didn't wanna break the news.
It's an awful job that no one wants to do.

Kept awake by crazy dogs.
Too much baking powder used.
I had 7 missed calls.
So I knew that it was bad, bad news.
I went to the van, taste of metal in my mouth.
Played that message back again and again.
Just hoping that I heard it wrong somehow.
And the people on the streets they stared at me.
As I stared off into space.
Like a statue in the back seat, like a coffin in the grave.
I sit frozen in purple rain.
And I waited for the phone call to come to tell me.
That this was one of your pranks.
And I've waited for weeks and weeks to let a tear roll down my face.
And I knew what I had to do.
But I didn't wanna break the news.
It's an awful job that no one wants to do.

So this is where you went.
When you left to try to and kill the president.
We tracked you down.
And we drug you back into the van somehow.
I drew you against the fence, I felt so bad for doing it.
The next morning I just left, and I drove home alone.
Feeling so fucking sick.
And somewhere in Pennsylvania, I saw a dozen Amish women on a bridge.
They waved at me when I drove underneath and I worried about what it meant.
This was years ago, I know, I know.
But now I'm back again.
And the god damn telephone telling me that I don't have a best friend.
And I don't want to go home, because home's not where I live.
So I play that message one more time again.

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