Track Insight / Lyrics
I count the cars on highway nine
A quarter short, a broken sign
The wipers slap a lonely beat
My jacket soaked from head to feet
You push the door, the bell goes ding
A pocket full of soaked-through things
You feed the slot, the drum begins
We watch the spin, we don't fit in
Toll booth rain, toll booth rain
Washing out the windowpane
Spin me dry, spin me plain
Toll booth rain, toll booth rain
I hand you change, you hand me time
A folded map without a line
The dryer hums a steady chord
We're two lost coins inside a drawer
Toll booth rain, toll booth rain
Washing out the windowpane
Spin me dry, spin me plain
Toll booth rain, toll booth rain
Twenty-four hours, fluorescent glow
A sock, a snap, a soft hello
The rain won't stop, the road won't call
We let the wet clothes take the fall
You snap a photo, flash is bright
A laundromat at almost midnight
I blink the spots out of my eyes
You laugh and say the flash still lies
The buzzer sounds, the drum goes still
A folded shirt, a window sill
We step outside, the storm has passed
Two strangers who forgot to ask
Toll booth rain, toll booth rain
Washing out the windowpane
Spin me dry, spin me plain
Toll booth rain, toll booth rain
The door swings shut, the bell goes chime
Toll booth rain, another time