well the radio waves, that crowd, the sky,
the buildings, trees, and the power lines.
i’m ten thousand miles away,
and the dj shakes me in my seat,
i’m sorry i haven’t slept in weeks,
it’s a waking dream at best,
i could use a little less.
so i finish the song, and the dj sings,
and i stare at the ground, and i tune my strings,
we got three days to the show,
i got nowhere else to go.
all the bowing and waving, so godd-mn polite,
i was thinking of jumping from my window last night,
i got one more year to live,
i got nothing left to give.
h-llo from tokyo [x5]