Pontius Pilate's Home Movies

I was listening to the first grace notes of the day play The sun kept on rising 'til it floated away Gone to join the bright side, needed to count in Controlled demolitions, the path through the mountain Did I see it right? Can't believe where the day went Gone like a mic drop, tired of waitin' Want to start again, need to think up an alias You sleep in your clothes now, it makes you feel safe Now you're clearing the room just like Pontius Pilate When he showed all his home movies All of his friends yelling, "Pilate, too soon" Came out the other side, some kind of agnostic Keeping a straight face, but at some point you lost it A painting of a wasteland, beautiful I guess But I only like art when it's changing the subject Listening to the first grace notes of the day play The sun kept on rising 'til it floated away Spun out of control, you recover and steer through Into controlled slide, it's just what you do And now you're clearing the room just like Pontius Pilate When he showed all his home movies All of his friends yelling, "Pilate, too soon" So I got you a map to find a home in the stars I hope you get there Got you a map to find a home in the stars I hope you get there You want to start again, but you need to count in though On three, we burst through the Overton window And fall through the kaleidoscope of your mentions You're buried in daydream, you think it's an entrance Now you're clearing the room just like Pontius Pilate When he showed all his home movies All of his friends yelling, "Pilate, too soon" So I got you a map to find a home in the stars I hope you get there Got you a map to find a home in the stars I hope you get there Listening to the first grace notes of the day play The sun kept on rising 'til it floated away The sun kept on rising 'til it floated away The sun kept on rising 'til it floated away