( Simon )

Okay, my life has gotten a weirdness upgrade.

I think I might need to go out and do something beside surveying work tonight.

Especially since we finished the job we were on.

Okay, I can now, officially, and with utter certainty say 'Fuck New York'.

I'm apparently still accredited as a geologist, and I've got a job offer at a research facility in Alberquerque, but I'll likely be traveling a lot.

Traveling's something I'm used to, anyway.

wo people touching lips
Hands on each other's hips
Nothing else in the world but one another

The 42nd floor
On a distant shore
I wonder how we've strayed so far from this

Remember when we were
Just flesh and bone
You sir may have forgotten how good your world can be

So, put down your hollow tips
to kiss your lovers lips
And know that fate is what you make of it

Please end this, please end this
Before this ends us, ends us, end us

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
For good, for good, for good, for good , for good, for good, for good

I read the news today
And everything they say
Just makes me want to stay inside and wait

Better part of me knows
That waiting in the throws
Is on par with reading with my eyes closed

"What Can I do?", You say
"It's just another day
In the life of Apes with ego trips"

Put down your hollow tips
to kiss your lover's lips
And know that fate is what you make of it

Please end this, please end this
Before this ends us, ends us, end us

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
For good, For good

Okay, on the plus side, I'm not being tortured.

On the minus side. . . pretty much everything else.

Where is this?