They all fall in I guess I am outside
I'm never fooled up here in this town
I got the stones you got hands on the phone
There are plenty of stands to ground
If I close my eyes
I may stay too long
Though it's close to four behind your door,
Behind your clothes the evidence is strong
Albany's leaving well who's gonna go
Yr so quiet like after snow
I feel you pulling from ten stories up
As I leak through the earth
To the tunnels and platforms below
If I close my eyes etc
A mutual jealousy falls from our eyes
And we wave our papers around
Hang back a little
Suss it all out
Before you go screaming our motions are airtight and sound
If I close my eyes etc