Listen now, time is old I feel the lines on my brow They're buried deep in my skull They're deeper now in this light Is it motion If I feel like I'm just losing ground? Is it motion If the static keeps pinning me down? Toot toot Feathering shoulder Put my feet ever forward I feel like i'll crumble Into the deep Try to make sense of what's before me Is it motion If I feel like I'm just losing ground? Is it motion If the static keeps pinning me down?