Checklists & Communists Lyrics

Running time today

Springboards from open minds, I'll play

As I start fillin' 'em up with far more clarity

I fought outside myself

Continuing to stock up our shared bookshelf

And I've been waiting for this moment

But I don't really know it

What it is or where it comes or how I'll have to show it

Manic energy drawing out the friendly alarms

Still none of them mean that I'm actually wrong

So now I'm running out, no more pressing up against time

Running out, never feeling more fine

Checklists and communists

Oh feel it out and feel it loud

Ride out our tectonic shifts

Binging Grey's Anatomy for the first time

Thinking something's gotta be wrong with me inside

Oh haven't been to a doctor in so long

Still so freaked out by the thought of drawing blood

But it's such a way to reconcile and couple

The dual grandness of the macro and the micro

Thoughts of macro revolution all through the day

Then nights of micro human suffering streamed through our TV

Thinking of my old friends, some with kids and families

These real feelings, not just infinite checkerboard quandaries

And it all amounts to nothing

It all amounts to going nowhere

Paralyzed behind these screens

Where discourse never seems to leave

It all amounts to nothing

But can still feel so fucking good