The Magnetic Fields - When the Open Road is Closing In lyrics
[The Magnetic Fields - When the Open Road is Closing In lyrics]
Time measured in dotted yellow lines
Has passed you by and I
Never said an honest thing to
You in all my life
Hard times go slowly and the
Good times never come
The world is a motor inn
In an Iowa highway slum
When the open road is closing in
And you can't say where it ends and you begin
When every truckstop dive's another five
Years off your life
When the open road is closing in
And the dotted yellow lines begin to spin
When the sky begins to fall on
Everything you like at all
You won't be coming home again
Ciao you keep on drowning in the
Roads between the towns now
I have been closing all the
Shutters in the house
Well, I know you'll be back when
Every tree is turning brown
You'll find the house is empty
And the swingset's fallen down
When the open road is closing in
And you can't say where it ends and you begin
When every truckstop dive's another five
Years off your life
When the open road is closing in
And the dotted yellow lines begin to spin
When the sky begins to fall on
Everything you like at all
You won't be coming home again
Has passed you by and I
Never said an honest thing to
You in all my life
Hard times go slowly and the
Good times never come
The world is a motor inn
In an Iowa highway slum
When the open road is closing in
And you can't say where it ends and you begin
When every truckstop dive's another five
Years off your life
When the open road is closing in
And the dotted yellow lines begin to spin
When the sky begins to fall on
Everything you like at all
You won't be coming home again
Ciao you keep on drowning in the
Roads between the towns now
I have been closing all the
Shutters in the house
Well, I know you'll be back when
Every tree is turning brown
You'll find the house is empty
And the swingset's fallen down
When the open road is closing in
And you can't say where it ends and you begin
When every truckstop dive's another five
Years off your life
When the open road is closing in
And the dotted yellow lines begin to spin
When the sky begins to fall on
Everything you like at all
You won't be coming home again