half of all our lives are spent

encouraged by embarrassment

we hold our heads and stay asleep and cannot hear

in case nobody called


follow the prim ones 

and sit on your hands

watch your step don't hardly move

speak in hushed tones 

till they bring on the ending

they bring on the ending

as we file to get outside

with all the same coats on


here it is december's end 

all our evaluations are in

the lowland's goal 

is less than low 

it's good

so easy to have met them


august light the weightless fall

the hold of trucks 

could carry us all

the hot exhaust

the thoughtless sleep

we'd run and fall into the river


we'd meet up at night 

pretty late by the falls

talk too fast without regret

with headlights and stars

it was brighter than the daylight

bodies all backlight

unconscious though we're moving

stereo was screaming


we'll settle for stares

now un-glide with our hands

the basement is where we will live

and stick to the crowds

without ever speaking

we want it that easy

and don't get caught dancing

even if you're drinking

don't get caught dancing