Race The Sun - My Heart, The Compass (Points West)

through this side scroll
i glare out the window to find that the only
entity keeping up is Venus
the clock tower approaches soon
this seat belt tightens like ivy strangles wire fences
farewell pleasant town
hope you sleep well tonight
again well race back to you
fight to get lost in your streets
cheat toll booths as locals
engrave our names in park benches well find an alias
and were always on the go
one more drop of gas
were racing airplanes
passing over bridges under polluted skies
never thought id say we lived this weekend like summer camp
hiding grins
ready for disappointment
there im awaking with car seat patterns imprinted on my face
mountains part separate ways