My velocity, it shall be known
Places in the past, deleted, disowned

Ghosts and shutters and windows boarded
This fucking home, I cannot afford it

Airports and taxis, highways and tolls
Instructions to follow and a path to behold

Reconditioned air and I slump in my seat
Lines crossing through the sky and trying to sleep.

The clouds in my head clear around twelve
We are floating in waves, in seas of ourselves
Just heads above water, we speak and we scream
While below the surface we come apart at the seams

And try to sleep
And try to sleep