High Pressure Days

Saw johnny tonight, but we didn't say hello to eachother
Were all moving pretty fast these days
Bumping around like bumper cars
Slippery kelp in the tide
It's awful hard to hang on to eachother
Flying around hot h2o molecules
Balls that come in contact often alter their direction

High pressure days, high pressure
High pressure days, high pressure!

Our paths still cross in these high pressure days
Acrowd pattern will emerge
Exchange phone numbers, wither away

High pressure days, finding that our motions
High pressure nights, fit into a pattern