Long Way Home

(hummmmm) The overhead tubes

hum a sickly green

One lone sedan

left in row fifteen

I found your unpaid tab crumpled on the dash

All the harsh words

we traded in a flash

And the roommate heard it through the thin drywall

Now they're taking the long way home after all

Under the sodium glow

of the interstate line

We're running out of road

and we're running out of time

With an unpaid debt

on a cardboard sheet

And the quietest car

on the concrete street (oh-oh-oh)

Two hundred miles of asphalt ahead

Remembering every bitter thing we said

They parked on the ramp,

saw the tail-lights fade

And the heavy price of the choices we made

Under the sodium glow

of the interstate line

We're running out of road

and we're running out of time

With an unpaid debt

on a cardboard sheet

And the quietest car

on the concrete street

Just the long way home (hummmmm)