I picture myself in places I’ve never been to before
Sunlight on my face
Shady sidewalks or a hill with a view,
Rising over the haze
Agatha I was just waiting for you, in the town
Where no one waves
Over and over the pendulum swings, as
It’s making the rounds in space
Sooner or later the tidewater breaks, and you’re
Washing up in its wake, in its wake
I’m lifting myself from pages I’ve never read through before
Resigned to my fate
Lazy Susan let me spin it for you, let me
Run through your gate
Over and over the pendulum swings, as
It’s making the rounds in space
Sooner or later the tidewater breaks, and you’re
Washing up in its wake, in its wake