Video de Approximate Sunlight

Used to dream of time machines
Now it's been said we're post-everything
As a child
Imagining
Neckties and coastlines
I've seen the show
Man what a sight
Drenched us in approximated sunlight
The crowd was small and mostly blind
But kind
You're too kind

Now you are how you were
When you were real
Now you are how you were
When you were real

There you go again
On that circular trip
Lick the solar plexus of some L.A. shaman
I'm out of breath
I better sit
Been living hard, living

All I do is follow
Just follow this hollow you around

I wouldn't waste another thought
On what is fair and what is not
The Quinceñera dress she bought
Was unstitched with bullets

All the guests in the garden screamed
Women and tires squealing
Such opulence
Such misery
Unwinding, unwinding

All I do is follow
Just follow this hollow you around

Now you are how you were
When you were real