So you think you got it made
For you found a new way to escape
Oh you had it for a little while, you know, delayed fade
But in the end you listened to too many cassette tapes
Now your head goes round round underground
Now your head goes round round underground
You were reading maps all day, no time to kiss the terrain
You were reading maps all day
Please kiss the terrain
Please kiss the terrain, before it gets too late
I'm tired of all these habitual vignettes
Taking away my oxygen like my cigarettes
Oh I had it for a little while, you know, delayed fade
But in the end I listened to too many cassette tapes
Now my head goes round round underground
Now my head goes round round underground
I was reading maps all day, no time to kiss the terrain
I was reading maps all day
And its time to wake up with your lips on the death cup
I guess it all started when I misplaced objects for relation
I completely forgot I was an ever-expanding expression
I guess it all started when I misplaced objects for relation
I completely forgot I was an ever-expanding expression
Whose reach never ends, it just mends in morphic resonance
Whose reach never ends, it just mends in morphic resonance
So say hello to you neighbor, for there is no white picket fence
Its been us all along, playing our part in this song
So let's transcend the defend by impeaching the over reaching
Lets enhance this dance by uncovering this hidden wellspring
But you still might wake up one morning, feeling out of place
But don't you forget, your the savior of the human race
But don't you forget, your the savior of the human race
For everything ripples
Like symbolism in people
For you ripple