| [ti:Plains] | |
| [ar:Wye Oak] | |
| [al:Civilian] | |
| [00:16.99] | Into the desert, weathered forever |
| [00:24.99] | Desperate clouds follow them out |
| [00:32.62] | Seeing the future, cautiously answer |
| [00:40.32] | Slowly the plains sideways rain |
| [01:03.27] | The days whispered and shouted and everything counted |
| [01:11.45] | The signs were around, we looked, so we found |
| [01:19.19] | Been seeking a pattern, none of it mattered |
| [01:27.43] | Watching the sky cycling by |
| [01:33.83] | Through windows of the past |
| [01:54.61] | We are seeing the same thing but they are not laughing |
| [02:02.89] | Smoke from the engine, the bones of the plain |
| [02:10.36] | And I notice this vaguely but it couldn't contain me |
| [02:18.61] | And so I've been tamed and so it remains and I am ashamed |
| [02:29.57] | And I am in the strangest path |
| [02:51.31] | Try to remember, pen to the paper |
| [02:58.80] | Caution, get out, what's it about? |
| [03:06.58] | The pictures are empty, voices have left me |
| [03:14.51] | It's only the plains sideways rain |
| [03:22.09] | And I am ashamed and I am ashamed |
| [03:28.91] | That every day is just the same |