Lyrics

When you fly west over hours of excess Your breath grows short and weak Down on the ground You take ten trains to the next town You're travelling interplanetary You're travelling interplanetary You drive erratic You feel the static You feel the static as you're hardly home Now I know you are not all like me It's okay, I knew it all along secretly I'm impressed by all of your excess You've got our machine dreams down Now I observe as we speed through the curve I cling to the west like the east I count the money The eggs are too runny I should have stuck to some local dish No land, no past, no country I need more proof that I don't exist Like I need more proof that I don't exist You drive erratic You feel the static You feel the static as you're hardly home Now I know you are not all like me It's okay, I knew it all along secretly It's OK (OK) It's OK (OK) It's OK (OK) It's OK (OK)