We're transient
And the rules don't apply
When we're on the line
And you never know
Until you're falling in
You never see it come barreling
Patiently
I fill the glass
Patiently
The hours pass
I'm halfway there
Myopia
Until the ground collapses under you
Is there no rhyme or reason why?
Is there no room for blurry eyes?
'Cause I'm a defect
I'm a bug
Sweep me underneath the rug
I squint my eyes into the night
To make sense of this bending light