No More Birthdays - Sound Team

No More Birthdays - Sound Team
I can hear the slamming of a door
I can see the end of a prank
I already fell for
But I don't have to sleep
At Belshazar's house anymore
Gave up the center line
I moved out on my own
For the first time
A view out on the back of a hotel sign
Got a dozen broken clocks
Lined up in a line
I got a feeling
That people can be awful nice
Let's speed it up
So we can slow back down
Kafka on the shore
Ah Kafka on the shore
Rising up for rising down
You're speeding up to slow back down
Oh Kafka on the shore
Your spot's reserved inside a buzzard's beak
You're fluent in a language
That dies every time you speak
You're fluent in a language
That dies every time you speak
Sticking to the center line
My neighbor's always leaving a light on
Is that my best friend's face on a Trinitron
Everybody says
He should get back where he belongs
We're still good friends
Ah look out friend
Let's speed it up so
We can slow back down
Kafka on the shore
Kafka on the shore
Rising up so we can rise back down
Kafka on the shore
Kafka on the shore
Never said it would be
Never said it would be
Never said it would be
Everybody wants to see him
Everybody wants to see him
We're still good friends
Ah look out friend
Let's speed it up so we can slow back down
Kafka on the shore
Ah Kafka on the shore
Rising up so we can rise back down
Kafka on the shore
Kafka on the shore