Squeegee Lyrics

Pillars of light in a damp sky

Pillars of salt in the rearview

Pills that were bitter at first bite

Now just taste to adjust to

I got soaked in the slipstream

Electric projectors projecting

Squeegeeing ink across silkscreens

Making our marks on the next thing

Ten thousand cars in the driveway

Rooms full of rooms that we lived in

Mornings we greeted with migraine

Houses we left with eviction

I got soaked in Lake Erie

Spit off the bridge into Schuylkill

I'm like a mile from New Jersey

At the mouth of the transplant tribunal

I'm sorry that I can't be there in person

I'm working off a digital debt

Chipping away but I can't see the shape of it yet

I can't see the shape of it