have you set down your course
trees stand at attention
already she likes concrete better than grass
stare up at the sky
at a million miles an hour
I only heard my crew
I fly away from you
wrapped around yourself
anchor yourself again
get your hooks in my side
I will share your tunnel vision
waiting is the worst
with no view of the full moon
watch them fade away
a crooked line
blame the captain and the crew
no rest from this paralysis
such a suspicious calm
reading battle plans behind my back
just a simple change of scenery
picked the wrong time to be looking up at the night
popular belief came down
curiosity killed the cat
a monopoly on the truth
painting ourselves into position
armed with a scale from one to ten
tracing out lines in the air
swimming with some beautiful sharks
entertaining the man behind the bar
they move cleaner than transit will allow
beautiful like breaking glass
moment splinter moment
tracing circles in the grass
either side of a thin blue line
a collection of satellites
fingertips against the windscreen
on a clear night
I saved you the trouble
in a dance over water
strangers dance with strangers
a minefield where everybody knows your name
watch her every move
living inside a barrel
staring into teacups
cry at the movie screen
keep your ticket torn in your pocket
I remember you from the bar
I saw you swimming inside a star
like strong and distant moonlight
forever side stepping your own shadow
she thinks that she can win them over
better not to burn those books
you hold me in mid air
a measure from impact
like a long slow accident
bound to your invention like a ball and chain
this is how your life is turning out
I am bored with three dimensions
once upon a time you were running
Jerry stand up
all you need is fresh air
walk in the park every day or two
hanging upside down from the overpass
wipe me out
hiding away under water
excuse myself from human kind
a bastard with a ten page disclaimer
hold it in your head
let these pages fly away
I remembered you on trains
flagpoles in the sun
I turned you into old pictures
your eyes become corridors
he sees streets
a city that rumbles like an impatient child
I know the sound of panic
feeding the birds and hoping for something in return
I hate the silence in here
he sees the buildings waiting
planned it like a battle
he is alive and kicking
the path that leads to resistance
sing it like you mean it
memorise and repeat it
they tell me I should brighten up
you better believe it
faces have become like traffic
I have become a lighthouse
make it a direct hit
down in the centre of the earth with me
like a column of smoke
riding round forever
lines on my face like highways now
chasing breezes kicking boulders
always something more distracting
you take everything so seriously
gather up and hung on the wall
been down this road before
you make it look so easy
wait for my pulse to catch up with me
what has my imagination done for me lately
you make me seasick
eternity is a policy
magnetism and mystery
infinity is a reality
life jackets and sympathy
bullshit daydreams