Approximate Sunlight

I used to dream of time machines
Now it's been said we're post-everything
As a child imagining
Neckties and coastlines

I seen the show, man, what a sight
Drenched us in approximated sunlight
The crowd was small and mostly blind
But kind, you're too kind

Now you are how you were
When you were real
Now you are how you were
When you were real

There you go again on that circular trip
Lick the solar plexus of some L.A. shaman
I'm out of breath, I'd better sit
Been living, hard living

(All I do) Is follow
(All I do) Just follow
(All I do) Is follow you around

I wouldn't waste another thought
On what is fair and what is not
The Quinceñera dress she bought
Was unstitched with bullets

All the guests in the garden screamed
Women and tires squealing
Such opulence, such misery
Unwinding, unwinding

(All I do) Is follow
(All I do) Just follow
(All I do) Is follow you around
(All I do) Is follow
(All I do) Just follow
(All I do) Is follow you around

Now you are how you were
When you were real