Black Nemo

Meriden months stuck in Indian summers And Dad's on the line, but I'm fine "Here's the phone..." Oh, it's floating away Going away, on the tide Crystalized wishes, like kids crying for Christmases Ticking off lists with their pens in their fists before Floating away And going away on the tide (Running away) on the back of a beast In a midnight charge down a broken beach The little stars They spin the sharpest shards of light on down (Floating away) to the mouth of the sea In a morning curled up in a cab On the edge of the world The light's a fire of gold lying around What, when you heard it Say, forward or furtive Transferred through a person or mystical blur Got you going away Floating away on the tide? Through Bonner Road basements of "Pitfall" and "Cave-In" Of crackling tapes, cross-fades When the song ends I'm going away I'm floating away on the tide (Finding a way) down the bloody beach, with the burnt-out cars Salt-licked by the sea, those slicked-out stars All screaming from a distant high remove (Floating away) in the fizzed-out snow of a cathode screen I saw a broken ghost in an old soap scene I let his dead and dreamy eyes follow my moves I had a vision of everything hidden But always around me It fought me, it found me While floating away Going away on the tide Shooting through time with my eyes getting glassy and lined While I watch seasons rocketing past me They're going away A little more every day, all the time On a balcony, at the brilliant sea where all rivers meet A voice spoke to me and said "These things have just got to be I don't know why" And I said "Here's to the freeway flasher! Here's to the desperate dasher! Guard him and keep him from crashing On his tear, oh I know you think you miss him I know you think you knew him But you were just passing through him Light as air he's leaving, there... He's gone