Your Quicksilver Moment

You keep getting bored 'cause out on the streets

You're a quicksilver moment gone bad

And you're left clutching a camera

A picture of Daniel with somebody's stamp on your hand

The company you keep keeps cleaning out your desk

The company you keep keeps closing you down

But if you get tired of the liars

And the latchkey kids

You can rest assured that you've gotten further

Than they ever did

Just please don't feel insulted

By the backhand cult of pharmacy

They don't know what they're saying

They just pick their words randomly

You're constantly abandoned

By the misfit brats and their papier-mâché

They leave you grasping for handles

The art school commandos and the songs that they play

The company you keep keeps locking all the windows every night

The company you keep keeps bolting all the doors

But if you're feeling inspired

By the wired girls with ice in their veins

You can step on the fire that started in halftime

When they changed your name

Just please don't be offended

By their awkward pauses and master plans

You need to be centered

They're the only ones who'll understand

If you're still looking in the phone book

To learn things, well, you've got a long way to go

If you're still looking in the phone book

To learn things, well, you've got a long way to go

So if you want to retire all the liars

And the backseat kids

You can step on the fire that's burning in earnest

From the secrets they hid

Just please don't be disgusted

By the big band myths of pharmacy

They're quicksilver moments

And words chosen randomly

And I guess in that way

They're an awful lot like me