Casablancas

I just nod; I've never been so good at shaking hands. I live on the frozen surface of a fireball, where cities come together to hate each other in the name of sport: America, nothing is ever just anything. I looked up to you, but you thought I would look the other way. And you hear what you want to hear. And they take what they want to take. Don't be sad, it won't ever happen like this anymore. So when's it coming? This life's new great movement that I can join, it won't end here. Your faith has got to be greater than your fear. Forgive them even if they are not sorry, all the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting. You are looking for your own voice, but in others. While it hears you, it's trapped in another dimension. Drop your guard; you don't have to be smart all of the time. I got a mind full of blanks. I need to go somewhere fast. And don't be shy, at least deliberately. No one really cares or wonders why anymore. I got music coming out of my hands and feet and kisses; that is how it once was done. All the dreamers are on the run. We're so quick to point out our own flaws in others, complicated mammals on the wings of robots. If you believe in this world, no one has died in vain. But don't you dare get to the top and not know what to do.