Static Miles

[Verse 1]
You left your headlights on again, under the Route 4 overpass.
The engine's ticking heat through the cracked dashboard glass.
That Tuesday in November, your breath was a white ghost.
You said a thing about the future I think I feared the most.

[Chorus]
Are we just static miles on the radio dial?
A broken signal burning for a little while?
You got your high beams on to cut away the black,
But every road you take is a road you can't come back.

[Verse 2]
We used to race the freight trains leaving the Paterson yard.
You'd let me win, then laugh and say I wasn't trying hard.
"We'll get out of this town," you swore, with rust on your tongue,
Before the frame gives out, while the engine's still young.

[Chorus]
Are we just static miles on the radio dial?
A broken signal burning for a little while?
You got your high beams on to cut away the black,
But every road you take is a road you can't come back.

[Bridge]
That heavy quiet in your house, it's the same that's now in mine.
A language that we learned across some unspoken battle line.

[Chorus]
We're only static miles on the radio dial!
A broken signal burning for a little while!
You got your high beams on to cut away the black,
But every road you take is a road you can't come back!

(Music cuts abruptly. Silence for four seconds.)

[Outro]
You left your headlights on again.