I’m getting bigger than the armies that are outside I’ve got plans that suffocate and I don’t really care
(Chorus) I feel like WarJazz with a nod to the none ‘Cause everyone pulls and spins together into the burn, together all alone I need a space surrounded by dozens of windows and clear far-off warnings So I can go wide and long, together all alone
I can’t recognize the randomness, the blurry syncopated fits Is their purpose in chaotic hits that move in and out of time?
There’s WarJazz in the smoky halls- it calls for me to go To an alley joint of cocktail haze in random muffled tones
Once it’s been had it’s never quite the same (gone away...) Struggle to remember, it’s never quite the same (gone away...)
I pull the trigger 'cause I’m jumping in and out of my skin Insides feel like trouble, everything’s starting to spin
I’ve got days and days where I hesitate, I’ll never get them back I used to move ahead of the sun, but now my sun burn's back