worried_windows.wav

everything I know is correct there's no need to reflect on the word stack in my brain that I heard and rearranged when I was some odd kid years old before the timewave fold so I drift and ride the wake of growing up and growing old and growing by mistake yeah I know this isn't me there's plenty of positivity put it back up on the shelf I'm already dead so I can't kill my self-assured and rearranged and maybe somewhat less deranged flicker on and peter out it's never what it is is what it's all about (about (about)) and now our health is running out running sick and running thin look and wave through worried window panes and grin