Paperbacks - Bridge lyrics

Kate, we're stuck here for awhile The only service station closed tonight at five The transmission has conspired against our silence; And it relieved us of the goal that we have tried to hide behind Kate, the pamphlets can all wait We'll send them in the morning They'll just be a little late You've got a banner wrapped around you like a blanket And a cell phone that we swore a blood oath we would never buy Have you got this terrifying notion That this is not a shared experience? Just synchronized, solitary moments Bound by belief in this alone? Kate... is there anything left to smoke? I feel like I'm drowning... You talk to me in code Staring at a wooden footbridge, you say "It's a marvel of construction Two weaknesses combine to become a strength." And have you got this terrifying notion That this is not a shared experience? Just synchronized, solitary moments Bound by belief in this alone?