When daily life begins to crack
And the glue you chose proves to be unsuccessful
When the overtures leave you bored
And eulogizing the vaguely in consequential
then something slaps you in the face
like a fish disguised as the master race
And she comes like never before
And you're lying on the floor
feeling vaguely Jesus
When the things you do go at half the speed
before you're done you're back at the beginning
And so confused by the fall from grace
every step you take feels largely coincidental
then sirens in the afternoon
explode into the living room
And she comes like never before
And you're lying on the floor
feeling vaguely Jesus