Bring some meaning
For the hell of it
We've been aching 
For some spoken word changin' it
I've been waiting 
For the smoke to lift
And I'll be coming 
To you by the end of it

Do you feel it now?
We're running past the meridian
Do you feel it now?
Running courtrooms and quotidians
Do you feel?

Nobody's all praise for the boy now
Our new-new pictures look all worn out
The days are getting really slow now
No disease, no release

A woman in flesh
seems so foreign now
Breathe through the mesh
Don't fall sickly now
Oh every day's a pain
When you spend it away
From your home-feel kind of place
But you make it work anyway
So I'm asking you when you stay
Do 
You
Feel?

ha~

Nobody's all praise for the boy now
Our new-new pictures look all worn out
The art museums have all sold out
No disease, no release