When you were languishing in rooms I built to foul you in

And when the wind set down in funnel form and pulled you in



I don't need to walk around in circles



When the ghostly dust of violence traces everything

And when the gas runs out just wreck it, you insured the thing



But I can't sigh now that you made the move

It has gone and gone to dogs, lay down on the floor

For the right price I can get everything

Slip into the car, go driving to the farthest star