The insect crawled and died
and stayed still until i found its shell
under the mattress, under the girl
under the sky
somewhere else there’s an old toy
on the shelf
picking up dust, picking up dust for years
didnt you ever fear
that a place doesn’t exist until you been there,
i knew it couldn’t last.
i looked so far in time i caught up with the past,
picking up dust
and credits are gonna roll down like rain on today,
everything went as far as it came
and there’s a relief
dropping the buck thats been passed for so long
not giving a fuck about that anymore
didnt you ever fear
that a place doesn’t exist until you been there,
i knew it couldn’t last.