Water & Wanderlust

Mm, seems like everyone is calling now I need a minute alone Mm, take a handle operator 'cause I locked all your shit out the door And you still got me still All the night and never ending my dreams have all been fading so long I'm on time, it's evident, it's second glances, evading questions and playing the smoke That's how it goes Na-na That's how it goes A bill in the mail, a call from the mall The telephone wires don't reach that far anymore What are we made of, but water and wanderlust? After all, you're the one who made me feel present I'm sad of missing somewhere else in the world What are we made of, but water and wanderlust? After all, ooh After all There is a tendency in our society To be wedded to the new, to be wedded to the excitement of novelty Which I think we've got- A bad tendency, to measure every artist by his last exhibition He had five previous shows, which were very good, doesn't seem to matter It gets forgotten too quickly This kind of pressure is very dangerous