American Highway Songtext

She is wrapped around the steering wheel
She is focused on her goal
She is pulling out the vomit
From the bottom of my soul

I can't tell if I see sunshine
Or only the city's glow
I catch the wind in jelly jars
To listen to it blow

I'm so cautious I get nauseous
As my highway stretches out
My little pupils dilate
In the shadow of a doubt

I see billboards, I see wagons
And I see she's gone to sleep
The gap to faith is tiny
But I can't begin to leap
We are sick and we are injured
Terrible and torn in half
We are driving, we are trading in
A whimper for a laugh

We are tuneless, we are toneless
Our speedometer sings
We are stained, we are Starbucks coffe
We are jacks and queens and kings

We have but one navigator
And a single one to drive
We are tending to pretend
We're at the endings of our lives