| Song | A Thousand Roads |
| Artist | Parts & Labor |
| Album | Constant Future |
| The pictures gather dust and acid rain | |
| While you crack and scrape an accumulated stain | |
| And collect refrains | |
| Relaxed and prayer conditioned entertained | |
| In a hand- cuffed state sideways figure eight mundane | |
| But we can’t complain | |
| Swim deeper bathe in overflowing drains | |
| As the dried up blades piss on your parades your brain’s | |
| Stuck against the grains | |
| Come on praise the progress blazed the sharpened grays of a thousand roads | |
| All delays no lazy days the latent phase of a thou- sand roads | |
| White field reflections yield to fedback heat | |
| Has that shrinking ice got you thinking twice defeat | |
| Such a warm deceit | |
| Our torsos sweating more so than our minds | |
| Has it always been the blind leading the blind | |
| Or bleeding the blind or pleading and leading and bleeding | |
| Come on praise the progress blazed the sharpened grays of a thousand roads | |
| All delays no lazy days the latent phase of a thousand roads | |
| Come on praise the progress blazed the sharpened grays of a thousand roads | |
| All delays no lazy days the latent phase of a thousand roads | |
| In the thinnest airs | |
| We’re content to stare | |
| At solar flares speaking in codes | |
| Come on praise the progress blazed the sharpened grays of a thousand roads | |
| All delays no lazy days the latent phase of a thousand roads | |
| Come on praise the progress blazed the sharpened grays of a thousand roads | |
| All delays no lazy days the latent phase of a thousand roads |
| The pictures gather dust and acid rain | |
| While you crack and scrape an accumulated stain | |
| And collect refrains | |
| Relaxed and prayer conditioned entertained | |
| In a hand cuffed state sideways figure eight mundane | |
| But we can' t complain | |
| Swim deeper bathe in overflowing drains | |
| As the dried up blades piss on your parades your brain' s | |
| Stuck against the grains | |
| Come on praise the progress blazed the sharpened grays of a thousand roads | |
| All delays no lazy days the latent phase of a thou sand roads | |
| White field reflections yield to fedback heat | |
| Has that shrinking ice got you thinking twice defeat | |
| Such a warm deceit | |
| Our torsos sweating more so than our minds | |
| Has it always been the blind leading the blind | |
| Or bleeding the blind or pleading and leading and bleeding | |
| Come on praise the progress blazed the sharpened grays of a thousand roads | |
| All delays no lazy days the latent phase of a thousand roads | |
| Come on praise the progress blazed the sharpened grays of a thousand roads | |
| All delays no lazy days the latent phase of a thousand roads | |
| In the thinnest airs | |
| We' re content to stare | |
| At solar flares speaking in codes | |
| Come on praise the progress blazed the sharpened grays of a thousand roads | |
| All delays no lazy days the latent phase of a thousand roads | |
| Come on praise the progress blazed the sharpened grays of a thousand roads | |
| All delays no lazy days the latent phase of a thousand roads |