11:37 Passing

Bonnie and Clyde are selling one hell of a car insurance

The road signs in my head are doing an awkward dance

Cop, you'd love divided highways, slippery when wet

I tucked [touched?] some tails

With a cape of thrills and your hammer for a hat

These streets I've all seen before, now look like Indiana

Someone took off these wheels and put on your large bananas [?]

Just as I revise to place

I adapt, just to read the fit [?]

'Cause it's too loose around the waist

When I unwind the flies [?]

The fire is no longer chocolate

Your eyes are no longer here

Why is doubt always contained in such a salty pier?

Mounted under the ceiling in the city of Amazolos [?]

My dreams are my senses

And you play Marco Polo

Meanwhile, back in history, Anthony plays the fool

Now, he's at a stoplight with her, like a pool cue

He's talking in bubbles and through his hat came many colors [?]

All our friends gather round him, neckties are vultures

At home, I listen to Angelou in the turntable mind

I'm a fish, I was so uncomfortable with rocks inside

I guess our fashion's slipping from rocks down to sand

I guess I'll see you on other side of the same place, hand in hand

When I campaign on healing [?], you never had a fish

I learned to love applause without the safety catch [?]

My strength is gone, my memory's gone

Now, please, show me

Because my senses are my dreams

And you play Ring Around the Posey

I don't why, but I get these island roux [?]

Reeling in what's real, every fish on your shoes

Never have I seen you cry and laugh at the same time

If I could catch the flame, I'd write it down in my mind

One, two! [screams]

[guitar solo]

The fire is no longer chocolate

And your eyes are no longer here

Why is doubt always contained in such a salty pier?

Mounted under the ceiling in the city of Amazolos [?]

My dreams are my senses

And you play Marco Polo