Slomo

The skyline looks like a graph
Measuring hope and loneliness in Los Angeles
The pendulum goes back and forth
Come take a ride on the swing set of sorts

A teardrop in slomo
Twenty thoughts, fifty thoughts
Speed of light, a hundred thoughts flow
Feels like I can fly
I'm crawling out my window
To chase the sparks

You see the beauty, sing the B-sides
You've been living like, been living like, been living like you died (Oh, oh)
And there's an older man at the corner store
And through his weathered eyes still sees a big bright world (Oh)

A teardrop in slomo
Twenty thoughts, fifty thoughts
Speed of light, a hundred thoughts flow
Feels like I can fly
I'm crawling out my window
To chase the sparks

Do you ever feel like letting go?
Is it rare that you recognize yourself?
And are you at sea on the street that you live on
Just treading water?
How much longer can you go?

A teardrop in slomo
Twenty thoughts, fifty thoughts
Speed of light, a hundred thoughts flow
Feels like I can fly
I'm crawling out my window
To chase the sparks

The sparks
Sparks