Outer Heaven

You came over with a week of hangovers But honestly there's not enough room on the globe I need a need I need a need Oh, god, there's another missed call on the phone: Another chance thrown down, stomped out; And another job, another friend How does it stop? For some money Two slices a day won't work We both used to live off one bag of rice in a whole month Anywhere you can enter is a new domain Anywhere you can write is a canvas Anywhere you can leave your things Anywhere you become a home Anywhere you can drive across Anywhere you become a road Anywhere you become a home Anywhere you become a road You think there's no way to read the future You think we're alone because you only know the past Not reading enough to think that hard Not speaking to others enough to know how to talk We don't hear, we just walk around smiling at signs And leaving our stuff on the ground Stop talking. It's distracting from action The people you brought here need silence— Lock yourself somewhere, but get the kids out first Barricade the door. Set everything on fire Wait 51 days. They'll do it for you You can't talk about it yet You can't sleep through 'til noon You can barely feel the weight of your house keys You aren't well enough to walk You just cough instead of nod I keep counting your blinks as a win We don't give to keep our stock We don't see inside the dark We don't even get excited when we eat Not in the woods behind their house Not in jail if they get out And I don't care if they don't catch me, I don't care