Accelerator

What is this cash parade?
Sunday morning reign
Falling down on them
Who is there to blame?

Rain on the magazines
Promoting the pipe dream scheme
How they build their own esteem
to be the dream

Try to find my peace of mind
Realize that I’m so entwined

I need to rush, I need to rush
I’ve got all the time in the world
I need to run, I need to run
Can’t get in line with the color-wheel blues
I need a rush, I need a rush
I’ve got all the time in the world

Projected image on the screen (no attention, no attention)
Soothing, tranquil and obscene (no attention, no attention)
Shudder, I close my eyes
and when I finally see myself
As I’m running, running for help
because there’s nobody else
you see my feet keep sleeping

Nothing changes day to day
Allow for my need to escape

I need to rush, I need to rush
I’ve got all the time in the world
I need to run, I need to run
Can’t fall back, can’t keep treading water
I need a rush, I need a rush
I’ve got all the time in the world.