There’s a man selling sugar in a bag Say he’s paying for his mothers chemo Says don’t go telling jokes you’ll end up struggling in the sand Says boys like me Shouldn’t be This far from El Camino He used to walk it Now he’s sitting on his hands Yeah, so I hear Everything just begins As a thought in the mind Until you manifest it To be real life I got two umbrellas in my drink In the Rockslide casino There’s a man throwing daggers Singing over the smell He says fuck A million different ways He says fuck A million different ways Insert something profound About the nature of us When you take and you take Never fill it back up See I truly believe That there’s work to be done And if your feet get itchy Change the view from out your window Put tyres to tarmac And wake up In a foreign land And if you find yourself awake in a dream Then maybe you’ll go And subscribe to something More than you already have I’ve got a reason Not to believe him But I’m yet to see the bad side of those swinging doors Hamster wheeling Broke the seal and Now I can’t take it back So I run and I run There’s a candle At the wake Of everyone who left us Too early Today Tonight Tomorrow