SINGER: The Postal Service

SONG:Such Great Heights

I am thinking it's a sign
that the freckles in our eyes
are mirror images
and when we kiss
they're perfectly aligned

I have to speculate
that God himself did make
us into corresponding shapes
like puzzle pieces from the clay

And true, it may seem like a stretch,
but its thoughts like this that catch
my troubled head when you're away
when I am missing you to death

When you are out there
on the road
for several weeks of shows
and when you scan the radio,
I hope this song
will guide you home

They will see us waving
from such great heights,
'come down now,'
they will say
But everything looks perfect
from far away,
'come down now,'
but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave
this all on your machine
but the persistent beat
it sounded thin upon listening

And that frankly will not fly.
You will hear the shrillest highs
and lowest lows with
the windows down when
this is guiding you home