virtue is relative at best

there's nothing worse than a sunset

when you're driving due west

and i'm afraid that

my life is gonna come up short

there is nothing there and i guess i'm scared

i want to have good news to report everytime

i come up for air

now i'm crusing through a chromakey blue sky

but i know that sometimes all i can see is the sun in my eyes

i know that sometimes all i can say

is how i feel

like the whole world is on the other side

of a dirty windshield

and i am trying to see through the glare

yeah i'm struggling just to see what is there



the one person who really knows me best

says i'm like a cat

yeah the kind of cat that you just can't pick up

and throw into your lap

the kind that doesn't mind being held

only when its her idea

yeah the kind that feels what she decides to feel

when she is good and ready to feel



and now i am crawling through the backyard

i am hiding under the car

i have gotten

out of everything

i've gotten in to so far

i eat when i am hungry

and i travel alone

just outside all of the houses where i feel most at home

but in the window you sometimes appear

and your music is faint in my ear