Penny - The Camera Dance lyrics

Every step took at least three or four And staircase keepers migrate in flocks every few themes... I broke down into pixels And fell into the mathematician's screen perspective It's the inevitable science fair scoring: Making ribbons out of drying fly sat tongues Talking in gold paint that chips at the touch And I never did catch your name... You see... I'm on this slide show budget: Handful of linked day images And either you're still not comfortable in your gla**es Or the air returned to wet And my voice excretes in waves One way or the other These levels only stack vertically And my thread-stretched arms are getting tired from trying to lift my self up- I can't climb for you forever... I'm on a search for my half-woven rope ladder And I'll build against your ticks- Just stuff the rest of my minutes into a magnetic strip And toss my watch in the water When the same occupants reside at both floor and ceiling To create the perfect war, it's hard to squeeze across a side ... I guess the only way to escape the binoculars is by sitting right on top of them... The Camera Dance