Speedway

there was blue and green flying on the screen in my grandparents' basement i was there for a week, i was sleepwalking but i always woke up in my grandmother's arms race cars and Gameboys and made-up scenarios i was so independent but i grew up to be afraid of the world tomorrow is today it's a speedway, it's a speedway tomorrow is today it's a speedway, it's a speedway that room was the epitome of the absence of dysphoria of childhood toys and all things glorious 'cause all the people now, they're all racing toward the horizon and i'm eating their dust, i'm beginning to hear sirens race cars and Gameboys and made-up scenarios i was so independent but i grew up to be afraid of the world tomorrow is today it's a speedway, it's a speedway tomorrow is today it's a speedway, it's a speedway but i guess it gives me comfort to remember that everyday i turned down many streets but i never went astray but where i am going now? where am i headed now? race cars and Gameboys and made-up scenarios i was so independent but i grew up to be afraid of the world tomorrow is today it's a speedway, it's a speedway tomorrow is today it's a speedway, it's a speedway