Arms open but I've just broken in
  through a crack in a long division
  can I make a decision, without confusion?
  seemed something, but became nothing at all
  what happened to the old and stable?
  when the powers that be fail
  and heads will roll
    someday low notes fade away and go true and stale
  somewhere words don't crater in at all
    currents turn and green lights on my right
  these miles hold and infinite time
  long enough to remember
  and regret precursors
  ride turning, foundations shaking away
  it's a matter of time and distance
  and test opinions
  that force a change
    someday low notes fade away and go true and stale
  somewhere words don't crater in at all
    do you owe this? I am what you thought you were
  can you pay it? what you've indebted
  you're back and forth, you're the lottery