When I heard it climb out of your mouthI knew it like my own nameLike my home addressSuch sweet distractionSilent, frozen glass riverTiny helicopters flying low over my houseCackling slowI know its been wild for a while nowBut the things they say on TVThat ain't meI always liked you because you talk about the futureI always liked youSo, what do you do with your free time?What ghosts go through you?And me? Well, I sit insideI sit inside and freak out about money and timeI always liked you because you talk about the futureI always liked youNever had a future beforeOh, history cuts cleanSo, where you headed?So, where you going?
