So many days here Here on the planet If you're going to stay here Then they got to hand it They pay you to say it lcear We all want to understand it Making your way here Without a plan in it
Beyond the yard You live for the wire Beyond the yard The whole world's for hire Flip the channels until The world stands still
Traject story Trajectory Not unlike lotteria It's when we spill Not if we will If you're going to raise me Then at least I'll see you Lotteria
World stands still
Out here In that kind of drenching So welcome and well soaked Out here We savour that sweet stenching Well worn or barely choked Make your way until You get your fill Right on up until The world stands still
Corridor
Bellying up to the bar Binding ventures with a bent bunch Too hung up there on a star Hanging healthier here on a hunch House of mud And not much more Here at home In the corridor The world stands still