Fidget in the back seat, dread
Written in the faces, step
To the rhythm of the way we get blue
That worry in the naked morning, got thicker with the wasting-Timeline
I'll be a pushover, lost in you
Baby, It's like you're not there at all
Slipping on a structure bent
Fetid in the big pretend
Hear the cackle of the things I'm meant to do
Sitting with the filtered stories that never came true
Back into a skyline made for you
Baby, swimming in these crowds, kiss me in the waiting lounge
Swipe away, swipe away, neck down
A marionette, you know you're not yours, suspend
Our abeyance, oh elephants, turn around
There's summin' in the way we're looking for a chance
And there's summin' in the way those elephant carpets fiddle with the new hearts
And there's summin' in the way we're lobbying the world
And there's summin' in the way it laughs
There's summin' in the way our touches are caught
By a voyeur-ish gaze and a sticky scroll-down through
The history bar
And there's summin' in the way our eyes, our eyes stopped meeting
And there's summin' in the way I can't, summin' in the way so I can't
Feel it. It's like it's not there at all