Walked to the end of the dock
Rain coming down like a stanza
I heard the barbarians ate
Like my dad does
There's a field here
I'll stand in it till the end of time
Or at least till the clock it gets ran up
The ticket pull
The bingo card
My free space all I got so far
The viewfinder on the camera
Is whirring out of focus
Every time I leave it to chance
I find the only tyrant is random
If I wake up tired today
I'll put my bed right outside
If I had to tell you anything
It'd probably be that there's lots on my mind
They gonna call my number
Swear to god see her hand pull another it's anytime
If I had to tell you anything
It'd probably be that we should go share this ride
He walked to the edge of the screen
We'll put tomorrow on the other side
I'm in the third aisle back in the theater
I can't see past the bald head of some guy
I poke on his shoulder
Try to get his attention
But he's sleeping
And I can't be bothered for another try
Careful in public
Careful round the bend
The roadkill here just stock footage in this life
Anonymity the last trophy in this life
They call i35
I'm raising my hands high
If I wake up tired today
I'll put my bed right outside
If I had to tell you anything
It'd probably be that there's lots on my mind
They gonna call my number
Swear to god see her hand pull another it's anytime
If I had to tell you anything
It'd probably be that we should go share this ride
