Are mirror images and when we kiss
But everything looks perfect from far away
And true it may seem like a stretch
My troubled head when you're away
But everything looks perfect from far away
But it's thoughts like this that catch
Come down now, they'll say
When you are out there on the road
When this is guiding you home
And I have to speculate
For several weeks of shows
That the freckles in our eyes
And that frankly will not fly
Into corresponding shapes
They will see us waving from such great heights
That God himself did make us
Songwriters: Ben Gibbard, Jimmy Tamborello
I hope this song will guide you home
Come down now but we'll stay
And lowest lows with the windows down
You'll hear the shrillest highs
Come down now, they'll say
I've tried my best to leave
Publishers: DYING SONGS, WHERE I'M CALLING FROM MUSIC
They will see us waving from such great heights
This all on your machine
When I am missing you to death
Come down now but we'll stay
They're perfectly aligned
And when you scan the radio
Like puzzle pieces from the clay
But the persistent beat
It sounded thin upon listening
I am thinking it's a sign