In twos and threes the stinging rain falls on this car
Counting time with the lights blinking like a dying star
I'll turn it out soon so i focus on where i go
Pretending to be asleep on a train is hard to forego
While tree branches wave and telephone poles compare notes
What

When you first walked into the office building
That would eventually kill you
Was it the drop ceilings that caught your eye
Or a stiff necked shirt or a prolonged sigh

An eighteenth floor window with a parallel view
To a somber black-tied man closed by
Or an adjacent wi

Well, i know someone who can't recognize
His own face in a crowd, he's a ball rolling down
Since he started, out this morning
No one knows, which direction he falls

And an eerie sound, resonated
When he hit the ground, made that awful sound

Dreaded opening my eyes, af

Out the window i
Heard the sound of the sun
And i lost myself to
All we tried to be
To recede into the sea
And open our eyes
On the coasts
And to not feel lost anymore
To stand firm like the roots of a tree
Sleeping through everything
And these instruments

The asphalt and decay, in the cities that remain
Dance like mountains on horizons
And all the make believe
And four-horsed catastrophes
Rusty songs that sing
Like 9 volt batteries
Always burning the tips of tongues
In the darkened woods we shared
All the melodrama

The wind on my neck
Calls it's name, past my back
And it sings it's songs

And i try to forget
My own name, like the sun
The sun always sets, burns out it's incandescence

With my eyes behind my hands
I could pretend, i wasn't there
Feeling safe with the ways th