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 would like 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 mytroubled head

when you're away and 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'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 beatit 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.

-"such great heights" iron and wine