Plactus (State of the Union)
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The other day on the streets a smiling kid with the ASPCA
Shook my hand, uninvited
I pulled away, smiled back and dismissed, "Already donate to them"
That was a lie that I told to avoid interaction
It was barely a blip on the radar
Kind of event I'm registering now with only a fraction
Of attention as I blitz to a train car
Could be the King of Chicago or
The Top of the Pops
But we'll bank it 'til tomorrow 'cause this evening I'm not
Oh I'm downwind
Over for now
Kick it downstream
Over I'm worried about
A cactus made of plastic
Made my home feel exotic
Now it's collecting dust
And I regret I ever bought it
I watched a crane at sunset
Work on high-rise apartments
The lights flicked on once it got dark
I wondered who was driving it
I wonder what their day looks like
If they have trouble shutting down at night
I wonder if they like their life
If they find it more fulfilling than I find mine
Talkin' to my therapist now
He says he hears these mullings-over all the time
It's a Midwestern frame of mind
As a people we compare, we obsess
And may well never be satisfied
So consider me envious if you're blaming your sign
That sure zips it up easy
Saying, "Stars don't align"
Oh I'm downwind
Over for now
Kick it downstream
Over I'm worried about
A cactus made of plastic
Made my home feel exotic
Now it's collecting dust
And I regret I ever bought it
Vacation hours roll over
And only getting older
Jogging along the water
I wondered why I bother
I've spent whole weeks waking up with a chip on the shoulder
Sorry not much of a talker
I got no problem with gettin' out of bed
It's more the section that comes right after
'Cause there's at least a dozen things that I know I need to do
And I can't stop turnin' over doing them
Some of 'em are milestones
And some disguised as monuments
And I can't discern between the two of them
Guess I haven't really checked in with myself
In quite a while (downwind)
Though I'm almost always thinkin' about me (downstream)
Seems like something in the air has changed (downwind)
Some kinda plate has shifted now from, "Bite me"
To, "Whatever makes you happy" (downstream)
Downwind
Downstream
Downwind
Downstream
I like this plastic cactus
And my dachshund chihuahua
And this person I live with
Sometimes I just hit a wall and
Forget how good I got it
Forget how good I got it
Get on some stupid bullshit
And forget how good I got it