Up and out, anywhere but in

Anything but natural, we’re doing it again

Hit the ground feet first

Life is dispersed

Stuck on the same vine

Dead on the inside

What does it feel like?

Losing the plot line

But hey—at least you gave it a try…

Will you bail or stick around,

When the sirens get too loud?

Extract and move on, till the feeling is gone

Just change the channel

New house and new city, new planet

A new life a new panic

For a change of scenery

They’ll abandon everything

Turn the wheel

Are these degenerate times? I’ll ask a friend of mine

I call it death they call it growing pains…

Is this the end? Was it always this way?

The sights are the same when you circle the drain

High rise and highway

The deeper the fear

A question mark, that looms over the years

To flee the scene, forget to feel

Convinced our loneliness will make us real

How do you like your odds?

People get lost on the journey across

They say time moves fast on earth—

Is it fast enough for the age to turn?

I can’t keep up to save my life for what it’s worth

Turn the wheel

Make it all feel real