In the Next Place, Cement Will Float Like Trees. Lyrics

Did you know that you can make a boat
Out of almost anything?
Cement will float like trees.
Currents flow; they'll take you where they go.
You can make a boat.
Cement will float like trees.

A man I know is positive
That crows follow him around,
So he moves from town to town.
Everywhere he goes is haunted,
Plagued by ghosts: not the friendly kind.
He prays that they won't find him

In the next place, where there's a new way.
Finally, there's sustain:
Apparitions all with names.

Sigh out old stale air.
It is not becoming.
On the rock of all these years,
The world is swiftly tilting.

When you walk around a figure 8,
You'll wish you had 4 legs
Because quadrupeds can bend.

Did you know that you can make a boat
Out of almost anything?

Cement
Will float
Like trees