Glass & Taxes Songtext

I'm lying weightless against the racing world,
while all of the colors swirl,
and suddenly I'm tie-dyed.
I'm separating the paintings through backyard daydreams.
They're never as bright as they once seemed.
And all of my friends are in fast cars.

There's a voice in the air, impatient and scared, he says,
?I can't help you out.
There's an injured girl who wants to be a writer of policy,