Measure the Globe

Sitting on a futon mat
In a squat in Darmstadt
Kevin Seconds said to me in passing
"Age never meant shit to me
It's all about heart and stupidity"
I thought that there's no better way to live

We were on the steps in Borno
When she bit my lip and choked my throat
A hi-ball glass shattered above our heads
It seemed her lover listened through the walls
While we were kissing, arm in arm
I left and spent the night alone instead

I couldn't tell you, dear, which one whispers in my ear
The Devil or St. Andrew, but I know it's time to go
I'm sure you've got a great theory
If I'm hunting something or it's haunting me
I know there ain't no right way to measure the globe
Oh no, oh no

I know what you dream of, I dream of it too
Of roads that are endless and rooms that are huge
Are these visions of heaven or nightmares I'm living?
All I know's I'm scared of the truth

And if the world could end very soon
And all we've accomplished is moot
Coat the carpet in gasoline, strike our last match and leave
'Fore the whole house is consumed

So I'll cover my hand in tattoos
I'll kiss any woman that moves
There's no Lord to forgive me and physics is tricky
So all that I'm left with is you
Yes, all that I'm left with is you
Yes, all that I'm left with is you

I couldn't tell you, dear, which one whispers in my ear
The Devil or St. Andrew, but I know its time to go
I'm sure you've got a great theory
If I'm hunting something or it's haunting me
I know there ain't no right way to measure the globe
Oh no, oh no
Oh no