When I really wanna stay
The innocence you can't protect
There's no difference you can make
When I wanna stay
The remedy of longing that
The desert is the sand
From one to the next one down the line
When I really wanna stay
You get to the next one
From one to the next one
Each wanting the next one
Walk up and down that lonely treble clef
An argument for consciousness
When I wanna stay
An argument for consciousness
Each wanting the next one to arrive
The arc of time, the stench of sex
The instinct of the blind insect
Each wanting the next one to arrive
Now, my heart needs a polygraph
Oh, I want to learn such simple things
And so I raise my glass to symmetry
When there's choices I could make
Who makes love to the flower bed
To the actual size of everything
To the second hand and its accuracy
Who never thinks not to accept its fate
It won't bow to your demands
When I wanna stay
By morning watered down again
Always so eager to pack my bags
How time can move both fast and slow
Distills each dream and the song I had
A collage of senselessness
Each wanting the next one
Can finally be the same
From one to the next one
And if it seems like an accident
That's fate, that's happiness and death
There's no difference you can make
You can't hold it in your hand
You get to the next one
Till what I want and what I need
Each quarter note, each marble step
You aren't looking hard enough
You get to the next on down the line
You get to the next one
On silver stars I wish and wish and wish
No politics, no history
And dies in the first freeze
The instinct of the blind insect
From one to the next one down the line
You get to the next one
Amazes me
You get to the next on down the line
You get to the next on down the line
Is everything up to fate
When I wanna stay
I just got myself to blame
When there's choices I could make
I wasn't looking hard enough at it
