The skyline is two gazes long. 
And i crane my neck 
To take it all in, 
The skyline is two gazes long.
And i bump my head 
Against the windshield, 
(trying to find the sun. 
It runs ahead of us. 
I don't know what direction that is.)

I can see you craning your neck
But momentum makes my head 
Ponderous and heavy. 
Planetary rotation 
Is time winding down? 

The light from our bodies precedes us. 
I want to go to far away places.