Dismemberment plan back and forth lyrics

There's a kind of music that reminds me of you 

It's all clear expensive drinks and shiny shirts 

And the click of heels as they descend from the taxi 

Like the first foot on the moon, oh, and it glows with ache 

And if it hits me right it's almost too much to take 

And it's got right angle razor thin lines 

That turn and swerve like perfect sines 

As we dress to the nines in an 

Attempt to leave it all behind 

In a search of the moment between the seconds where 

Everything is just fine 

That silver thread imbedded deep within our spines 

And I used to be kind of weird about this 

A fear of dependence on a guilty gilt-edged 

Hedged transcendence that makes us lairs 

And tense when we look down and realize 

That nothing really suspends us 

But it was never just another Saturday night 

Not with you in attendance 

So throw your hands in the air 

And wave them like you just don't care 

It's on a whim; it's on a dare 

To shrug away what we can't bear 

And we're going back and forth 

And back and forth and back and forth and back 

We're going back and forth 

And back and forth and back and forth and back 

And it's a deep blue see-through membrane that protects us 

It connects us, a pulsing cellophane 

Party-train skein that helps us and 

Envelopes and keeps us locked inside 

Forever and ever along for the ride 

And we're moving through a phosphorescent gel 

A semi-solid self-lit ocean and it's a funny notion, isn't it? 

Yeah, but I'm kinda digging it 

And it's rigged and isn't nearly so big 

And it speaks only of its own 

Perpetual near miss 

Like the uncertain memory 

Of a stranger's mistaken kiss 

And faces slide by in gl