"I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned. And 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 it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away and when I am missing you to death. And 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'll 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 the sending. And that frankly will not fly you'll hear the shrillest highs and lowest lows with the windows down and this is guiding you home."
Such Great Heights - The Postal Service