The Everpresent New Times Condition

Finally alone, all of the way back home
Eleven hours, too dark for the scenery
Thinking like a wheel, beautiful faded friends
Nobody's listening, everything's shimmering

I feel it everywhere
Feel it in your energy of dissonance
I feel it when we kiss
Even then, its coming through in increments

There's no one else around
All of the rats already know
That your neither lost or barely found
The negative feeling is only rеvealing
When it's just one fatal sound
I'm not gonna tеll you to do what compels you
Ti'l there's no one else around
There's no one else around

The sun was comin' up
Someone was talkin' about
Movin' to Brooklyn, last day in Michigan
That seemed fair enough
I closed my eyes again
And fell into the ever-present new times condition

I feel it every day
Feel it in your energy surrounding us
I talk to all my friends but they never understand
I tell them where I am
But they never understand
I'm trying this again
But you'll never understand
You'll never understand