I'm always thinkin' about useless things

I'm always checkin' out

I'm always motherin' myself to bits

I'm always checkin' out

Forget it, nothin' I change changes anything

I won't let it, I won't let it ruin my hair

I only take up a little of the collapsin' space

I better cut this off, don't wanna fuck it up

I only take up a little of the collapsin' space

I better cut this off, don't wanna fuck up the place

I better walk it back, walk it back

Oh, I better walk it back, walk it back, walk it back, walk it back

I try to save it for a rainy day

It's rainin' all the time

Until everything is less insane

I'm mixin' weed with wine

Forget it, nothin' I change changes anything

I won't let it, I won't let it ruin my hair

I only take up a little of the collapsin' space

I better cut this off, don't wanna fuck it up

I only take up a little of the collapsin' space

I better cut this off, don't wanna fuck it up

I only take up a little of the collapsin' space

I better cut this off, don't wanna fuck up the place

I better walk it back, walk it back

Oh, I better walk it back, walk it back, walk it back, walk it back

Oh, I better walk it back, walk it back, walk it back, walk it back

"People like you are still living in what we call the reality-based community

You believe that solutions emerge from your judicious study of discernible reality

That's not the way the world really works anymore

We're an empire now, and when we act, we create our own reality

When we act, we create our own reality

And while you are studying that reality judiciously, as you will, we'll act again, creating other new realities, which you can study too, and that's how things will sort out

While you're studying that reality, judiciously, as you will, we'll act again, creating other new realities, which you can study too, and that's how things will sort out

We're history's actors, and you, all of you, will be left to just study what we do"

We're history's actors, and you, all of you, will be left to just study what we do"

Apparently that was written on a whiteboard with a red Sharpie in the Roosevelt bedroom sometime around Christmas 2007

Yeah, so I can't stay

I can't stay

And I can't come back

I just keep awake

And I won't react

I'll walk through Lawrencetown

Along the tracks

My own body in my arms

But I won't collapse

So don't go dark on me

It's all alright

If I'm gonna get back to you someday

I'll need your light