Emergency

I've often dreamt of a conversation
That just keeps on coming up again and again
We're sitting in the baby bar bereft
At a shadowy table out past the sentence's end
It's an emergency without end

From until it's no longer fun to that's no longer relevant
From until we're no longer one to the bona fide embodiment
Of an endless emergency without end
We're an endless emergency without end

We often stop in these conversations
Things we say here stay here forever, amen
When everything seems either funny or lousy
Funny or lousy, that's where it usually ends
An emergency without end

From until it's no longer fun to that's no longer relevant
From until we're no longer one to that's no longer permanent
From the last survivors of those terms to the bona fide embodiment
Of an endless emergency without end
We're an endless emergency without end
We're an endless emergency without end
We're an endless emergency without end

But your finger starts to wiggle and landscapes emerge