It's all too much to notice or even point to
Why aren't we reordering our lives same-day?

It's confusing but soothing
When the air is warm, the water feels cooling

It feels so right
To be here at the end of the supply chain
It feels wrong
Makes me feel alone, I want to cry

The air foreclosed the day in gray
The light sallowed the morning in orange
The map circled in purple
The map encircled in purple light