Death Cab For Cutie - Company Calls Epilogue 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 day
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 fiber optics
As the girls with the
Pigtails were running from
Little boys wearing bowties
Their parents bought and "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

And 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 percent
And there isn't a pension for second
Best or for hardly moving

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

You were the one, but I can't spit it out
When the date's been set
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately