By The Time You Get This Message... - Flobots

By the time you get this message I will be behind the wheel

Watching diamond yellow hexagrams stretch into the dark

Left hand surfing on ice-tinged winds

Chewing up a cardboard box

Singing at lung top, one stop left

'Til I meet you in the concourse

St. Louis encore, do we have a shot?

Caught, no dwelling on the thought

Of what the hell we haven’t got

So I’m headed from the dot

To the spot where your plane touches down

For a six-hour layover, don’t say a word

I found it on a map, calculated it

Just a half a day to get

From where you’re not to where you will be

My hair is filthy, I’m breathing coffee

I can barely feel the trace

From the only time you kissed me on the face

Question mark, Space

I know you’re with me underneath the star scape

Treadmill, pick up our, pace

Head start on a jet, in a car chase

Is this the part where my heart breaks?

Wanna sleep, wanna wait, back-to-back

Cause you wouldn’t turn towards me

Had me battling fractals, keeping track of all the chords

We created sound, clash of swords, back and forth

Couldn’t poke through the sash;

slash through the plasterboard

You packing your passport, me on a crash course

To show you that I have the passion that you asked for

Flooring the gas, trying to fast forward fifteen months

I’ll see you once the sun shines through the glass above the dashboard

The stars I see aren’t even there

It’s only light in the air

(By the time you get this message)

The stars I see aren’t even there

(By the time you get this message)

It’s only light in the air

By the time you get this message I’ll be

Either on my second flight or already all the

Way to my destination

Ridiculous that I could honestly expect you waiting

At the gate when I arrive;

a sixteen hour drive

I’ve been feeling so silly going on now several months

As our obsession runs together

And whoever comes to have you I’ll be jealous of

And when above all else you put her I’ll know what it was

To feel so needed

Sort of wish that I was more of a romantic

And could give you back the utmost

But I’ve never seen it up close

From everything that I can tell

There are several possibilities

Maybe we’re in love

Maybe it’s too early to really see

Maybe we’re just searching for something to hold on to

In this confusion and fragility

Maybe we’ve lost all sensibility

Will it become our 'Splendor in the Grass'?

When the facts have asserted themselves

And the memories pass into poetry and words that we tell

What only then can we be sure that we felt

Guess I prefer to be unhappy

Or weren’t you looking at me when my back became a wall?

Searched for your reflection, saw exactly what you saw

Two kinds of different skin, Two minds exist within

Trying to just transcend all space and time and lift their chin

And find some sense of purpose, some sense of hope

Press my cheek against the window surface

We’ve been afloat

But now I’m nervous, has this been a joke?

We’re landing and it’s time

To close the envelope

Maybe I’ll see you at the finish line

The stars I see aren’t even there

It’s only light in the air

(By the time you get this message)

The stars I see aren’t even there

It’s only light in the air

(By the time you get this message)

(By the time you get this message)

The stars I see aren’t even there

It’s only light in the air

By the time you get this message

By the time you get this message

By the time you get this message

By the time you get this message