Up in All Directions

The story gets better
Embellished or plucked from the page
The facts never matter
And nor does the face that gets saved
I’m building a castle
Repairing it all with my teeth
I took out the drawbridge
And now I can put up my feet
Comfortable sleep in sheets and blankets
Spinning the earth in my eyes
Slipping it up in all directions now
I’m going in to find you
Inside the mind you
Convinced yourself you’d beaten for good
Trouble shot your conscience
Rekeyed your instincts
Your memory holds on
Thinks that it should
But little by contact
I’m coming at you with two fists
You ask me a question
I answer politely like this:
Comfortable sleep in sheets and blankets
Spinning the earth in my eyes
Slipping it up in all directions now
I’m going in to find you
Inside the mind you
Convinced yourself you’d beaten for good
Trouble shot your conscience
Rekeyed your instincts
Your memory holds on
Thinks that it should
I’m having a party
For all of my favorite friends
When nobody shows up
I’ll say it was fun
And i’ll do it again
Comfortable sleep in sheets and blankets
Spinning the earth in my eyes
Slipping it up in all directions now
I’m going in to find you
Inside the mind you
Convinced yourself you’d beaten for good
Trouble shot your conscience
Rekeyed your instincts
Your memory holds on
Thinks that it should
Your memory holds on
Thinks that it should
Your memory holds on
Thinks that it should