When I Reach the Countryside...

When I reach the countryside I'll burn my cash and spend my life On rubber bullets, blunted knives Don't pay any mind When I reach the wilderness If any of it still exists In a sea of sprawling pavement Our island idly drifts But it won't last I can't sleep while you're tossing, turning, burning Drown in all your misery the next morning When I reach the holiday Though you may grieve, I'll celebrate But that's something I'd never say To your sunken face When I reach the bathroom door If I can get up off the floor I'll steal your keys and head up north I've done it all before And I'll do it again Take the time to mourn your mind marred by displacement Recite the line and shut your eyes until you awaken You think that you have come so far But you're frailer than ever before You're a picture perfect disappointment