Approximate Sunlight (Companion Version)

Used to dream of time machines

Now it's been said, we're post-everything

As a child, imagining

Neckties and coastlines

I've seen the show, man, what a sight

Drenched us in approximated sunlight

The crowd was small and mostly blind, but kind

You're too kind

Now you are how you were when you were real

Now you are how you were when you were real

There you go again, on that circular trip

Lick the solar plex of some L.A. shaman

I'm out of breath, man, I'd better sit

Been living hard, living

All I do, all I do, all I do, all I do

Is I follow you, I follow you around

Well, I wouldn't waste another thought

On what is fair and what is not

The Quinceanera dress she bought

Was unstitched with bullets

All the guests in the garden screamed

Women and tires squealing

Such opulence, such misery

Unwinding, unwinding

All I do, all I do, all I do, all I do

Is I follow you, I follow you around

All I do, all I do, all I do, all I do

Is I follow you, I follow you around

Now you are how you were when you were real

Now you are how you were when you were real

Now you are how you were when you were real

Now you are how you were when you were real