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The other day on the street some smiling kid With the ASPCA shook my hand uninvited I pulled away, smiled back, and dismissed "Already donate to them." That was a lie that I told to avoid interaction It was barely a blip on the radar Kind of event I'm registering now with only a fraction Of attention as I blitz to a train car Could be the king of Chicago, or The top of the pops But we'll bank it till tomorrow 'Cause this evening I'm not Oh, i'm downwind Over for now Kick it downstream Over; I'm worried about A cactus made of plastic Made my home feel exotic Now it's collecting dust and I regret I ever bought it I watched a crane at sunset Work on high-rise apartments The lights clicked on once it got dark I wondered who was driving it I wonder what their day looks like If they have trouble shutting down at night I wonder if they like their life If they find it more fulfilling than I find mine Talkin' to my therapist now, he says he hears these mullings-over all the time It's a Midwestern frame of mind As a people, we compare, we obsess and may well never satisfied So, consider me envious If you're blaming your sign That sure zips it up easy Saying stars don't align Oh, i'm downwind Over for now Kick it downstream Over; I'm worried about A cactus made of plastic Made my home feel exotic Now it's collecting dust and I regret I ever bought it Vacation hours rollover And only getting older Jogging along the water I wondered why I bother I've spent whole weeks waking up with a chip on the shoulder Sorry, not much of a talker I've got no problems getting out of bed it's more the section that comes right after 'Cause there's at least a dozen things I know that I need to do And I can't stop turning over doing them Some of them are milestones, and some disguise as monuments And I can't discern between the two of them Guess I haven't really checked in with myself in quite a while Though i'm almost always thinking about me Seems like something in the air has changed Some kind of plate has shifted now From "Bite me" to "Whatever makes you happy, man" Downwind Downstream Really, I like this plastic cactus And my dachshund chihuahua And this person I live with Sometimes just hit a wall and Forget how good I got it Forget how good I got it Get one some stupid bullshit and Forget how good I got it