So we held on to the railway
As they stood up on the bench
They said you’ll hear it loud and clear
If you don’t flinch
It’s a brilliant piece of action
It’s a shudder then a thought
It’s like a life in technicolor
Like the life you said we’d bought
Where all the highways are deserted
All the way to point alcaire
We heard it howled across the airwaves
With these drums and these guitars
We’re never high above the ocean
We’re just crawling underground
All the highways are deserted man
I can hardly feel the neck
On my guitar
And once the whole world was so barren
They said there ain’t no coming back
To call it pale and unforgiven
A bit of noise and a long ghost track
And when they left us in the rubble
We looked around at what we had
And all the highways are deserted
All the way to point Alcaire
We heard it howled across the airwaves
With these drums and these guitars
We’re never high above the ocean
We’re just crawling underground
All the highways are deserted man
I can hardly feel the neck
On my guitar