I woke up and I was old
Swimming around like voices thru Barcelonas streets
I feel strange
Where is the world running to anyway?


An idiot gets up to yell
A priest sits nervously behind his eyelids
Dreams and the body work alternate shifts
I can't see the youth who shot straight and clean


C'mon comet
C'mon
If you're going to burn
Thru the sky and across the trees
Do it now