Days Spent Floating (In the Halfbetween) Okkervil River

I got lost
Down a dark red rural road
Looked down two long lines
To the place they both blurred out

In a cave lab
They took some time to reassemble my brain
It would've been better
To not have left New York City at all

Days spent floating in the halfbetween
Days spent floating in the halfbetween

Just one day
I want to have died for a day
To disappear
Between two notes in a twelve-tone scale

Floral Jesus
Floats in a sky of warm toast
You can only spend so much time
Brother, as the world's guest

Days spent floating in the halfbetween
Days spent floating in the halfbetween