Well, I'm in hiding, but not too far
Where time gets bent into the bar
The same old drink, lit by waves, on different days
The familiar chords bounce off the walls
In C's and D's and E's
Well I've been here before to spend my different ways
On different days I'm in hiding
The volume jumbles and fights for more
Like swirls of buzzing bees
I can't hear the stories in the cracks of the day, no
Little bursts of language dissipate
The stories try to hang on
There's nothing here that hasn't been said,
I'm running dry
It's the moves you never make inside
It's the moves you never make in time
See the bottom rising
See the bottom rising
I'm buried in a cycle that I notice in my brain
The repeating seems unstoppable
Even when I change
I forget everything I remember
In denial I am denied
My head feels like swarming and checking off boxes for days and days and days
On different days I'm in hiding
You move into the storm, it pulls you where you're going
I'm looking up through the layers
There's a tumbling sky that's got to land
I'm covered in its pooling measures
No matter where I run, no matter were I stand
Can't let go
When they run away I stay awake
I stay awake on different days
When they run away I stay awake
I stay awake through different days
The different days are so out from the rest
I can't recognize the time
Don't pull your hat down or go around
'Cause it's everything in everything and then some
You move into the storm, it pulls you where you're going
Now I'm back in the ballroom dancing the buck-and-wing
I've been tapping solo for so long
My limbs are flying but I'm not rising to any degree
'Cause I'm just spinning, wasted movement and energy
On different days I'm in hiding