(0299) an impossible distance

strawberry finance up and away... missing the mark of a minimum living wage.
desolate staircase, where have you gone? under the floors where the silence drags on.
cashier of debts looking over my shoulder... industry slut and we were both bending over.
trending corruption, venture capitalist... slicing throats and making long shopping lists.

searching for fuel for your private jet... three times a week, and you're just getting your feet wet.
rapid descent; we were approaching the ground. we crashed and burned, and we were never found.
with their nose in the air, they will sniff you out. they'll claim your confidence was mistaken for doubt.
this never happened. we were all in the same spot. we saw the streaks of light and then conveniently forgot.

reactional daydream disappearing in smoke... tracing out the words that you still never wrote.
fiction accounts for maybe ninety percent, and the rest of the truth was paid in full with the rent.
i walked outside and never noticed the cold. i thought i took a million wrong turns, but i made it safely home.
newspaper in my mailbox ended up in the trash. i turned around to see the whole universe expand and contract.

and then in an instant, all we saw was a flash.

new blood rising up to the eyelids, quickening heartbeat, and an impossible distance.
we could've gathered like moths around the light at a mall. we could've joined the suburban sprawl.
dressed to kill with a few credit cards and painting portraits of your poor broken heart.
cascading melody is the hardest to achieve.
the best option is to bury yourself under a wall of sound and drown in the sea.

fuckin around with the backwards sound, i sighed a sigh of relief, and i showed my receipt.
it's gonna be a long ride so i'll close my eyes and let my body keep time.

kiss off your problems and follow me down over to the world's demise.
they disconnected the phone lines so we'll have to use our eyes.