False Infinities Lyrics

Do you still remember

The driver

We met from Denver

With the ouroboros tattoo?

He said that everything

Will recur

Until we all dissolve in time

(We all dissolve)

That's the kind of vaguely spiritual thing

You can get away with saying to strangers

But he really didn't like you

Telling him how to drive

I had a perfect circle and I tried to paint it all black

But then I couldn't decide if I should paint it all white

Or in perfectly balanced halves

And my eyes are acrobats

Leaping out, desperate

To catch sight of something real

That can bear a human face

I need something that can break

Through to me

And break through

My false infinities

But here's yet another

Ex-pastor

In Warby Parker

Glasses without a prescription

He said we're star stuff

And baby, we are enough

And the Kingdom of Heaven is within

(It's all within)

And the capital U-universe is here to guide us

Toward our own inner light

Well ok

But just saying that sort of thing

Never got anyone crucified

I had a perfect circle and I tried to paint it all black

But then I couldn't decide if I should paint it all white

Or in perfectly balanced halves

And my eyes are acrobats

Leaping out, desperate

To catch sight of something real

That can bear a human face

I need something that can break

My arms are acrobats

Flying out through emptiness

To lay hold of hands

That have borne our human weight

I need something that can break

I was a self-referring circuit of positive inputs

But nothing electric ever struck

Nothing could judge me

Oppose or conduct me

And therefore not love me that much

But you found me going nowhere just

Circling the parking lot

Reciting slogans to myself

Like "we're just drops in the ocean"

It sounded pretty deep

But it didn't help

Cos our hearts are acrobats

Leaning out across a gap

To be one with you

Even now in time and space

Cos a sacred heart can break

And we need something that can break through

All our false infinities

But between you and us

Is a wire

And the tension remains a crucial thing

Just meet us up there dancing

Above trees that go branching

Beyond all our false infinities