I keep going round and round on the same old circuit

A wire travels underground to a vacant lot

… something I can’t see interrupts the current

And shrinks the picture down to a tiny dot

And from behind the screen it can look so perfect

But it’s not

So here I’m sitting in my car at the same old stop light

I keep waiting for a change but I don’t know what

So red turns into green turning into yellow

But I’m just frozen here in the same old spot

And all I have to do is to press the pedal

But I’m not

People are tricky you can’t afford to show

Anything risky anything they don’t know

The moment you try – … kiss it goodbye

So baby kiss me like a drug, like a respirator

And let me fall into the dream of the astronaut

For I’ll get lost in space that goes on forever

And you… just an afterthought

And I’ll believe it’s you could make it better

Though it’s not

No it’s not

No it’s not…

It’s Not – Aimee Mann

listen to this after the moth.