We're transient And the rules don't apply When we're on the line And you never know Until you're falling in You never see it come barreling Patiently I fill the glass Patiently The hours pass I'm halfway there Myopia Until the ground collapses under you Is there no rhyme or reason why? Is there no room for blurry eyes? 'Cause I'm a defect I'm a bug Sweep me underneath the rug I squint my eyes into the night To make sense of this bending light