The whine of a mind spinning in place; only smoke Pollutes I drew breath as shallow as my loyalty Made sure that I kept a quick out Your love rang around in circles I wanted to cut it down the middle A song on its last note, so loud we all turned you down during the off times You were always 1 and 3 Now I'm trading 4's with the jack of preserving manic rapture The best parts pass and we just put them to tape Even your favorite record gets old We just hum along, alone