Invisible like all the reasons
Dark and cold like all the seasons
Things are not as you would have them
I'm no man and yo're no woman
I guess I hope to see you sometime
Though our paths will never intertwine again
I hope you notice
I'm no hare and you're no tortoise
And I'm touched by the same sad feeling of dread
Just to know that you can't wait to see me dead
An idea in your head and a compass in your hand
On a mission to a foreign land
So now I'm out for political favors
A salary that corresponds with labor
Big house and a morning paper
Good fences that make good neighbors
Artist: The Moffatts
Artist: No Angels
Artist: Earl Sweatshirt