Nothing you can name a nameless one
I'll wait until you wake, then I'll get up
Shadows on her face like specks of dust
That drift across away from where I was
Wish I had the guts to get back now
Nostalgia making love to the zeitgeist sound
Nothing taking but we try
Try to shake them every night, all night
We are talking in the corners
With the understood reformers
Skipping lines across the border
Wishing Soledad had warned us
They will chalk it up to boredom
Idle hands, you can't ignore them
Passing time, looking to score one
Oh my God, what's headed towards us?
I'm down to lay it on you
You're catching eyes across a crowded room
Wish I knew the way to get back home
Wish I knew a way to let you know
We are talking in the corners
With the underpaid performers
Skipping lines across the border
Wishing Soledad had warned us
They will chalk it up to boredom
Idle hands, you can't ignore them
Passing time, looking to score one
Oh my God, what's headed towards us?
