The Distance to the Door Section: Verse 1 She’s got a screen that glows like a neon sun While I’m still chasing ghosts from seventy-one. I mention "Rikki" and she looks away Into the hollow of a digital day. The Cuervo Gold is the only thing we share Besides the heavy molecules of midnight air. Section: Pre-Chorus The conversation is a jagged line Between the vintage and the modern design. You’re staring at the flash, I’m looking for the soul Two different actors in the same starring role. Section: Chorus Hey Twenty-Two, the groove is moving slow You’ve got the ticket, but I’ve got nowhere to go. The fine cognac and the synthesizer blues Don’t look so good in these designer shoes. It’s a magnificent distance, dear And you can’t hear the music from here. Section: Verse 2 The speakers hum with a clinical grace Reflecting every line upon my face. You’re dancing to a pulse I can’t quite feel Searching for the fake inside
