My Heart, The Compass (Points West)

through this side scrolli glare out the window to find that the onlyentity keeping up is Venusthe clock tower approaches soonthis seat belt tightens like ivy strangles wire fencesfarewell pleasant townhope you sleep well tonightagain well race back to youfight to get lost in your streetscheat toll booths as localsengrave our names in park bencheswell find an aliasand were always on the goone more drop of gaswere racing airplanespassing over bridges under polluted skiesnever thought id say we lived this weekend like summer camphiding grinsready for disappointmentthere im awaking with car seat patterns imprinted on my facemountains part separate ways