Florida

I can feel it coming Oh, god, I feel it coming I feel the pressure dropping It’s coming with no warning From silence into screaming Awoken from my sleeping Fracturing into a million little pieces Closing tunnel vision Body in submission Howling out into the shrinking Harvest Moon Falling in slow motion Desert to the ocean Summer into autumn Last time that I saw them I can feel it coming Oh, god, I feel it coming I feel the pressure dropping It’s coming with no warning From silence into screaming Awoken from my sleeping Fracturing into a million little pieces Closing tunnel vision Body in submission Howling out into the shrinking Harvest Moon Falling in slow motion Desert to the ocean Summer into autumn Last time that I saw them Everybody dies in Florida eventually Planes and Disney life-insurance policies A golf cart and a condo in a village by the sea Kiss the moon goodbye, it’s nearly morning Kiss the moon goodbye, it’s nearly morning Kiss the moon goodbye, it’s nearly morning Kiss the moon goodbye, it’s nearly morning Kiss the moon goodbye, it’s nearly morning It's nearly morning