STATES OF CONFUSION
For a momentary mile
Well it's been this way a while
Face down on the concrete
While I dream of wider streets
Thought you would just follow too
Everything was moving
Through states of confusion
Thought the fall it would come fast
Not like this it lasts and lasts
I just need somewhere to go
Nothing above nothing below
Must be some place I don't know
Everything was moving
Through states of confusion
On an axle never winning
I can't touch the place that's spinning
Slow tomorrow
Lost not borrowed
Barely faded out
Everything was moving
Through states of confusion
On an axle never winning
I can't touch the place that's spinning