Squalloscope - Z-E-P-H-Y-R lyrics

There's a certain concentration of freedom between stations Or what i consider freedom in these fenced-in gla** walls. What we learned from the movies when we were in our pre-teens Turned out to be just the echo of an imprint of a call And i meant to read two novels on my way out to the west But i only read the essays with the note on the first page And all i wanted to write about quickly left the scene After finding a hole big enough in the air conditioning. Oh…be my home. i forget when i'm on the road. And i woke up every morning not knowing where i was And if the white outside was snow or salt or painted on the gla**. I feed off simple stories and your memories about wars And i was staring at the scenery not remembering what cities are for. When i got out of the train at midnight in the middle of it all, I felt the cold in my feet and the smoke in my lungs And i ran up and down the platform measuring the train Like a weirdly lined-up village doomed to be always travelling. Z-e-p-h-y-r be my home. i forget my one true love when i'm on the road. Cut the darkness with a plastic fork, it will swallow us whole. There are no cars in the distance and no voices on the phone. Everybody's conquered the prairie just like ma & pa And i've had one too many conversations about america. I remember the nothing shrinking down in size And seeing not more than if i hadn't opened my eyes And having dreams about tidal waves and all of us in tiny boats. I remember sitting in a hotel room thinking my head was about to explode. Z-e-p-h-y-r be my home. i forget my one true love when i'm on the road.