The Dismemberment Plan - Back and Forth lyrics

It was a kind of music that reminds me of you It's all clear expensive drinks and shiny shirts And the click of heels as they descend from the taxi Like the first foot on the moon, oh, and it glows with ache And it hits me right, oh, it's almost too much to take And it's got right angle laser razor thin lines That curve and swerve like perfect sines As we dress to the nines in an attempt to leave it all behind In a search of the moment between the seconds where everything is just fine And that silver thread imbedded deep within our spines And I used to be kind of weird about this a fear of dependence on a guilty gilt-edged hedged transcendence That makes us liars and tense For fear of looking down seeing that nothing really suspends us But it was never just another Saturday night not with you in attendance So put your hands in the air And wave'em like you just don't care It's on a whim; it's on a dare To shrug away what we can't bear We're going back and forth And back and forth and back and forth and back We're going back and forth And back and forth and back and forth and back So it's a deep blue see-through membrane That protects us and connects us, a pulsing cellophane Party-train skein that helps us And Envelopes and keeps us locked inside Forever and ever along for the ride And we're moving through a phosphorescent gel A semi-solid self-lit ocean and it's a funny notion, isn't it? Yeah, but I'm kinda digging it and it's rigged and isn't nearly so big And it speaks only of its own perpetual near miss Like the uncertain memory of a stranger's mistaken kiss As faces slide by in glowing shadows Like snowbound ghosts that go up and down in epileptic shivers and negative radioactive slivers in a landscape of endless gold glitter And a taste in my mouth so sweet, yet so bitter We exhaust ourselves trying to get there Somebody scream, "alright!" We'll try to fill the echo-less night We'll fasten up and hold tight We can't give up without a fight We're going back and forth And back and forth and back and forth and back We're going back and forth And back and forth and back and forth and back So in the end whenever we die we dissolve equations, unbalance riddles unsolved And we were never connected or involved Except for the intersections of crazy mathematics With no time and no space and no schedule and no place And they pa** right through us without a trace And sometimes that music drifts through my car On a spring night when anything is possible And I close my eyes and I nod my head And I wonder how you been and I count to a hundred and ten Because you'll always be my hero, even if I never see you again