The room was clean from the middle of the street
The lady we spoke to seemed fairly sweet
According to myth the set was nearly complete
I don’t know why we had to go

I could smell the way you looked through me
We could dip or we could flea
There was a cap on how high we could succeed
They played a game inside my head

You removed your smile and I removed my shirt
The lake that I washed in was mostly dirt
But you still couldn’t tell I heard
All the secrets you told to the fish

Everyone sang but nobody was in tune
I sang to but I started too soon
You were upset that the quarter came to ruin
I was unsure for I didn’t pay an ear

The pillow won’t bite even if you try to fight it
The children all say that I can’t even hide it
Under the bed I sure see what’s above it
The children all say that I can’t even love it

Don’t stay up for me
I don’t know if I left yet

Up in my head I sure know where the key is
The children all say that now I look fearless
Over the rafter is just where my dream is
There is a stich in the fabric that I swore was seamless

Don’t stay up for me
I don’t know where I left it

Butter in the dime
Time starts to stutter
Crash the car in the lake
And throw the keys in the gutter
Wait for the mud to dry before you try to wash it
Clean the records off the witness without protection from the faucet

South of the border
Meet a man named Cruz
He’ll know a place to stay
And he’ll tell you just what to do
Live a life of luxury and reap the harvest you have sown  
Until death do you part you’ll be the one who’s never known

When you go and test the sharks
You will get your question marks
Cut off at the very hook
And make
Them
Yell

In an aquifer I’m passed through heterogeneous soil
Life above ground was managed but with little time to toil
I sink completely calm, I stand smug in an upright position
Instead of becoming cleansed I relay the earths quiet composition
Now the further down the better
Oh the more organic I embark
Noticing not the slightest tension
People look rather well in the dark

Check your perspective and be a
Prospect of the product
Produce a lot of life
And place the puzzle out of havoc
Luck was my lady
Dependence was her cue
If my serpent had ascended
She’d show her red white and blue

The bags beneath my eyes have been efficiently packed
And are stored in a pressurized cabin
“The weather is fair”
Said the captain of the craft
“We’ll be leaving according to schedule”
2:30 AM and my mind will take off
a dependence I consider immeasurable