I'm dressing my hungry brain in freshly cut lawn
I felt lightly touched tips of row houses on my toes
Tender in new cities without sleep
Wake up alone
Plant myself in the floor
The spout of golden light in my ear
I am empty
I am free
The z's got caught in my split ends
The hook is through my lip
I crave so much a loft to live in
I crave
Everywhere's spacious in real life
The random access memories
A work path
These blending options
If you lived here, you'd be home right now
The future of the world will be a network
A pyramid turned upside-down
Solutions for a small planet
I crave