There’s a man selling sugar in a bag
Say he’s paying for his mothers chemo
Says don’t go telling jokes you’ll end up struggling in the sand
Says boys like me
Shouldn’t be
This far from El Camino
He used to walk it
Now he’s sitting on his hands

Yeah, so I hear
Everything just begins
As a thought in the mind
Until you manifest it
To be real life

I got two umbrellas in my drink
In the Rockslide casino
There’s a man throwing daggers
Singing over the smell
He says fuck
A million different ways
He says fuck
A million different ways

Insert something profound
About the nature of us
When you take and you take
Never fill it back up
See I truly believe
That there’s work to be done

And if your feet get itchy
Change the view from out your window
Put tyres to tarmac
And wake up In a foreign land
And if you find yourself awake in a dream
Then maybe you’ll go
And subscribe to something
More than you already have

I’ve got a reason
Not to believe him
But I’m yet to see the bad side of those swinging doors
Hamster wheeling
Broke the seal and
Now I can’t take it back
So I run and I run

There’s a candle
At the wake
Of everyone who left us
Too early
Today
Tonight
Tomorrow