Well, I'm in hiding, but not too far Where time gets bent into the bar The same old drink, lit by waves, on different days The familiar chords bounce off the walls In C's and D's and E's Well I've been here before to spend my different ways On different days I'm in hiding The volume jumbles and fights for more Like swirls of buzzing bees I can't hear the stories in the cracks of the day, no Little bursts of language dissipate The stories try to hang on There's nothing here that hasn't been said, I'm running dry It's the moves you never make inside It's the moves you never make in time See the bottom rising See the bottom rising I'm buried in a cycle that I notice in my brain The repeating seems unstoppable Even when I change I forget everything I remember In denial I am denied My head feels like swarming and checking off boxes for days and days and days On different days I'm in hiding You move into the storm, it pulls you where you're going I'm looking up through the layers There's a tumbling sky that's got to land I'm covered in its pooling measures No matter where I run, no matter were I stand Can't let go When they run away I stay awake I stay awake on different days When they run away I stay awake I stay awake through different days The different days are so out from the rest I can't recognize the time Don't pull your hat down or go around 'Cause it's everything in everything and then some You move into the storm, it pulls you where you're going Now I'm back in the ballroom dancing the buck-and-wing I've been tapping solo for so long My limbs are flying but I'm not rising to any degree 'Cause I'm just spinning, wasted movement and energy On different days I'm in hiding