In every liquor store
And every station
They're selling tickets for the
Transfiguration
If they could see you now
And at the golden hour
And driving up and down
The road
We took the long way back
Cut through your hometown
Brought up some memories that
You've had to hold down
We tried to find your house
But it's a highway now
And driving up and down
The road
If they could see you now
And with your hair grown out
And driving up and down
And on and on
And on and on