The wine in your hand is worth two at the bar
And everybody knows what youve been drinking
Disgraceful sky flecked with a nightmare of stars
And everybody knows how youve been synching (sinking ? )

Long distance century buzzes and fades
I wonder why youve not resigned
Previews processions and parades
Youve got to grind, grind it out

Line up the arrows, push off the top
This can cause sustain forever
And once its started up, it cannot be stopped
At least its holding us together

Long distance century buzzes and fades
An automatic charge on your mind
The glittering minutes, jangled decades
Weve got to grind, grind it out

A vortex appears, unleashed by the crash
A moment marred by hesitation
Bedazzled surgeon chases the gash
But we dont need that operation
Long distance century buzzes and fades
Elysian fields not far behind
Find me a witness amongst these shades
Theyve got to grind, grind it out

Long distance century buzzes and fades
I hope the deaf can lead the blind
Lift me up into those whirling blades
Ive got to grind, grind it out

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