When You Find Out It's Useless

You slide graciously into place
Among the ones who mix your fate
Take a slow walk down to the mall today
Coil thoughts slowly evaporating your mind's bay
When they explode you'll know it's gone
You'll know,
You will.

Free will you meet me at the show tonight?
I've got a lot of tickets and I think I might
I think I'll find some downtown sound
You'd think I've found some level ground
But I know it gave way, I know it's gone
You'll see
You will.

On the distant way to the slow race
We're all surfing, riding tiny waves
They forget me my and our many hours
Of years spent sitting at the docks
Waiting to sail, but the ship's gone

And now you know.