Lyrics:

Avalanche looms overheadAirplane flies overheadImportant man sits by the windowSucked out of the first class windowImages run by, thousand miles an hourBut the time seems far awayFolding clothes in a folding closetFolding money in a resumeTime to let off some pressureTime to let off some steamAll your notebooks get thrown awayAnd you start your diary cleanCrystal glass lined up in a rowWatched over by the g.i. joesSugar in your coffee doesn't taste quite rightFeeling the effects for a hundred thousand nightsWhen civilization falls in its graveTechnology throws on the dirtYou realize the finest things in lifeAre the ones that can never be hurtShatters your brain in a million tiny piecesThe sounds you hear aren't coming out rightYou think it might be mystic, you think i might be crypticThe crystal in your china case is breaking in a million tiny pieces