Verse one:
I been ready since the day you put my head in glass
We were heavy, but our payments made the debtors pass
I saw my feet shuffle and blur
We spoke each other’s lines in turn
Verse two:
I go steady and my hands have a familial grain
Trying heady, but I’m wearing well the same old same
I am compelled to help your hand
I hope you understand
Pre-chorus:
Even though my new haircut’s starting to fade
And the cast of my shadow is now barely shade
In a couple of miles there’ll be nothing to save
You still really need to put me out the palisade
Chorus:
I’m starting to feel like I’m washing away
know when I leave that I wanted to stay
Sometimes I tell myself it won’t ever be alright
But I’m here
I’m here
I’m here
I’m here
Verse three:
Joining SETI won’t find anything of note upstairs
I’m a levy made to hit you right across your heirs
There were no artifacts to find
I left no blood behind