Call it falling nicely
Like when we settle down
When the start of it all
Seems silly now
Cause the thief
Was just a coat
It’s when you
Only see the world
Out of the corner
Of your eye
And the real
Has a loose relationship
With the fake
But from behind
The bombastic bleakness
Of all the downed towers
You can’t possibly hear
The snap of the wire
All you can do is
Pop and lock
With the lunatics
All you can do is
Enjoy the cherry sour
All you can do is
Watch the cabin flood
And maybe ride the zipper