The skyline looks like a graph measuring hope and loneliness in Los Angeles The pendulum goes back and forth, come take a ride on the swing set of sorts A teardrop in slomo 20 thoughts, 50 thoughts, speed of light, a hundred thoughts flow Feels like I can fly I'm crawling out my window To chase the sparks See the beauty Sing the B-sides You've been living like, been living like, been living like you died And there's an older man at the corner store And through his weathered eyes still sees a big bright world A teardrop in slomo 20 thoughts, 50 thoughts, speed of light, a hundred thoughts flow Feels like I can fly I'm crawling out my window To chase the sparks Do you ever feel like letting go? Is it rare that you recognize yourself? And are you at sea on the street that you live on Just treading water? How much longer can you go? A teardrop in slomo 20 thoughts, 50 thoughts, speed of light, a hundred thoughts flow Feels like I can fly I'm crawling out my window To chase the sparks The sparks Sparks