Lyrics:

Dripping down, down this road
Futures that flicker like flames on a boat

Spinning tops on my hand redshift thoughts of whatnots

Shocking waves distant raves cities melt in the pot
Days
Fade out

Low blow
A skinny aurora highlighting my faults
Closed doors
Ten parsecs away from a euphoric state
Up is down sky is brown
Present and past pin my head to the ground
Stand smile
Dystopic fan fairs selling your thoughts for scares
Days
Fade out

Get my fix off a precious ago
Running in place
Get my fix off a precious ago
Running in place