When I heard it climb out of your mouth
I knew it like my own name
Like my home address
Such sweet distraction
Silent, frozen glass river
Tiny helicopters flying low over my house
Cackling slow
I know its been wild for a while now
But the things they say on TV
That ain't me
I always liked you because you talk about the future
I always liked you
So, what do you do with your free time?
What ghosts go through you?
And me? Well, I sit inside
I sit inside and freak out about money and time
I always liked you because you talk about the future
I always liked you
Never had a future before
Oh, history cuts clean
So, where you headed?
So, where you going?
