Autopilot Off

Across these highways and dead-end roads
You wandered down for somewhere new
And you travelled lightly, just the air inside
Was all you'd take to carry on your way
Hoping you'd lessen to the end!
Cause after all, those frames filled the wall
When you ripped them down!
After all, the music will fall
Scattered on the ground!
You ended up back where you began
And you couldn't find a face you knew
And you were hoping you could always go back
To that place you wanted it to end
Somewhere we'll never see again!
Cause after all, those frames filled the wall