Exploding rain exploding exploding exploding rain

You look so pretty and not far away

A clear head hears more

I know what that sounds like

Equally heavy, equally heavenly

With my feet on the floor

A landing place

Neon signs in daylight

A disregarded purple

Walk on my old street

Temporary headset made of hardened plastic

Close to the real thing

Words in perfect cursive that I want to right down

But I’ll forget it

Moving through the hour

Closer to the tower

I hear them broadcasting

Exploding rain exploding exploding exploding rain

All of my days are swirling together

To where it all began

Trying to keep pace

With oxygen bounces

Neon signs in daylight, A disregarded purple, Walk on my old street

Temporary headset made of hardened plastic, Close to the real thing

Words in perfect cursive that I want to right down, But I’ll forget it

Moving through the hour, Closer to the tower, I hear them broadcasting