A Modern Low

Check the wheels, fuel, and measure Chasing all those long-lost things It's been I know it, but I don't Unmade bed, but shoes of leather A trembling thought A stone-line ball To show I'd throw it, but I won't They say it's a modern low And the world don't wanna know Right on time, my one-track mind Goes AWOL, out of line of sight Avant-garde or cloak and dagger? Sharpening the senses A conscience clean A seed It grows until it don't They say it's a modern low And the world don't wanna know And right on time, my one-track mind Goes AWOL, out of line of sight Good night I'm ready on the face of it Good night, this life I hate to think I've wasted Right on time, my one-track mind Goes AWOL, out of sight