"Company Calls Epilogue" by Death Cab For Cutie

Synapse to synapse... the possibility's thin.
I'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings on 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...
"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?
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.