I wasn’t laughing properly
When you were talking to me
To explain the experience
I’m changing my shape
Lifting my head
Sharp as a knife, I think
There was a line
Actions Can Be Perfect
Now that I’ve lost my shape
Looking at the world
Isn’t it weird?
There’s the sun
There’s the moon—
This place is heaven

But I’m taking a vacation
For I know there is a formula
Though I’m still waiting…

Still waiting…

Finding nothing
But this changing shape
That looks obscure to me now
I fear an ever-loosening grip

Oh, this movie never ends
Lingering like your hand on my heart
Every time I close my eyes

Though we leave together
It’s always farewell

Survivor
Eye of the Tiger

Talking Heads
Crosseyed and Painless

The Rapture
Echoes

Spoon
Car Radio

The Sounds
Seven Days a Week

Outkast
Hey Ya!

The Futureheads
Meantime

Sleater-Kinney
Oh!

The Walkmen
The Rat

Arcade Fire
Rebellion (Lies)

The New Pornographers
My Slow Descent Into Alcoholism

Europe
Final Countdown