"The Turnpike Down" lyrics

I’m lost in the see-through
Pane always needs a bath
Between a want and a need to

Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path

My country was of three
So why d’ya have to leave?
How’d this come have to pass

Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path

Mark my path, mark my path down
Mark my path, mark my path down
Mark my path, mark my path down
Mark my path, mark my path down