Death Cab For Cutie - Company Calls Epilogue (Alternate) lyrics

Synapse to Synapse: the possibility's thin.

I'm dressed up for free drinks

and family greetings on your wedding

your wedding

your wedding date.

The figures in plastic

on the wedding cake

that I took

were so real.

And I kept a distance:

the complications cloud

the postcards and blips through fiberoptics,

as the girls with the pigtails

were running from little boys wearing bowties

their parent bought them:

"I'll catch you this time!"

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't spit it out

when the date's been set.

The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.

Synapse to Synapse:

the sneaky kids had attached beer cans

to the bumper so they could drive

up and down the main drag.

People would turn to see

who's making the racket.

It's not the first time.

When they lay down

the fish will swim upstream

and I'll contest but they won't listen

when the casualty rate's near 100%,

and there isn't a pension for second best

or for hardly moving..

Crashing through the parlor doors,

what was your first reaction?

Sreaming, drunk, disorderly:

I'll tell you mine.

You were the one

but i can't spit it out when the date's been set.

the white routine to be ingested inaccurately