you're not the first to think that everything has been thought before. i spoke to an echo and he said "i'm not satisfied i want something more". . 'cause i am bored with three dimensions.
Domestic bliss and trapdoors. Where have I been. A step from this falling elevator. This speeding train. Crawling down the freeway. Just to start. To start it all over again.
just a simple change of scenery. from 360 degrees. maybe it's all we need. 6, 5, 4, 3. welcome to the last minute. and we've spent it on a sound byte.
A servant to no sweet heart of convenience.. No colour of love saw its emotion as evidence.. This transaction doesn't tear my soul apart,. Just burn a hole in my pocket but not in my heart..
either side of a thin blue line. is a collection of satellites. singing circles. singing words that don't mean anything. but they keep me in orbit. and they keep me sure.
Somewhere, we'll meet. Some blue stoned back street. Some black and white scene. Just you, and me, and the amazing machine that does not work. In seprate lives the gentle hum of post-war.
I listen to you breathe. The quiet winds that send you on your way. Away to a dream. Another time, a nothing time, a never day. I wish I could see. The oceans that your eyes will never know.
and nothing's coming out. there simply aren't enough words to go around. make it up and write it down. pretend it went unheard. because you don't agree with my use of the word.
you hold me in mid air and you keep me a measure from impact. you stop and ask me if the ringing in your ears might be the sound of thought. you're like a long slow accident, time stood still while motion emptied you out.
what's wrong?. nothing, nothing. an unwelcome reception to the million dollar question. a reflex reaction. right back at you. it's your face, it's that same blank expression.
This morning, pressed itself into my eyes,. with so much nameless light, I couldn't catch if I tried.. And every device, every device, I had, I used but it's no use..
i will listen to you. but i'll only hear the good news. i will hear you (x3). i will share your tunnel vision. on one condition. wait with me. waiting is the worst.
No more will I play along,. and no more will I tell myself,. how it's gonna be from now on.. 'Cause I've been stalling in between,. and I've been draggin' my feet,.
slowdancing. with someone who is a thousand miles away. settling someone else's argument. and he doesn't even know how it started. strangers dance with strangers.
behaving like a ten year old. slap me and i'll shut up. spilt some milk on the table. can you help me clean it up?. i think too much. find something that'll fit me.
you make it look so easy. you seem to fit inside your own skull so comfortably. but i haven't been myself lately. and thank you. the pressure has been all mine.
tonight is like space invaders. there is nothing at work. the faces have become like traffic. multi-purpose conversation. i stand like a lighthouse. i have become a lighthouse.
down the hall it's the same. counting the footsteps. taking your deep breaths. such a suspicious calm. a day is a day. home is home. and everything. everything is as it seems.
Taking steps back through. The words I should have said to you. They all got lost, you went away. Well I feel sick and. You just don't care anymore. Anymore.
When it all just fits. No more waiting up 'till midnight. To see if he comes home. And it sinks in. Through these holes in your old bed sheets. You might spend your life alone.