You've got sediment across your brow Beat down elements decay Seems that anyone about could tell You're not anywhere today ...what makes you stay Jump on the train while that same shallow man Sings on and on about religion Passengers glance, uncomfortably sound Because they're watching detachment grow old Bleeding my convictions, I can honestly say Just get over ...Just get over this Pastimes are worthless for the options are thin Let's get over... Let's get over ourselves Until... I quit I'm not getting on Just for getting out Can't stand thoughts of the duration Feels like killing off All sense and misread quotes Supplant the rest without the shame... lead off I am under attack Now my clock punches back We'll let sleeping dogs lie But if they bite you're on your own Strung out on condition, coffee and sour milk Panoramic portal stills Paper trails circle themselves Pasty white walls of my parapet Hold that thought Is it any better than the image I've created