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