When the light comes in blue To the center of the room In love and useless, forgotten tunes You hate the room but love the view Turn it off, I don't want to hear the sound Of a century crashing to the ground A throwaway line Please forget about the last time Come around, Mae, just try To see the farthest reaching arm of light out in the sky Seventeen years ago, I wrote something down Folded it up, pushed it down into the back of my mouth I've died so many deaths since then I can't tell you the last time I stopped to rest A throwaway line Please forget about the last time Come around, Mae, just try To see the farthest reaching arm of light out in the sky We stay alive to see the planets realign a second time