The Brave Little Abacus - A Highway Got Paved Over My Future, I Drive It Getting To School [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I'm on the phone while I'm driving
Take my hand off of these wheels
To keep my legs from shaking
Moving to the crashing of cymbals
Growing into themes, near to "mesmerize", but never
Right on time

You say that you mean it this time more?
Last time turned to nothing, this I'm sure

But I've been wrong before
And how this feels, and how Liz sings
"I won't decorate my love"
Has got me thinking
It's got me dreaming

Of imaginary times
On an imaginary couch
Listening to imaginary records
And with imaginary mouths
Saying "boy, this is it,"
"This must be it"
Please, can't this be it?