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