Harlem Shakes Follow

We'd meet at midday in my bedroom
a DVD of fade to black
the sun won't rest till we both undress
and rug burns bloom on our backs
then we'd forage at the farmer's market
and dine on dirty fruit
the sun won't rest till we all face west
and sirens turn to flutes

Why can't we have unhurried hearts
to beat in time with our stops and our starts
why can't we have unhurried hearts

We met at a pre-war protest
saw your brother getting maced with my zoom
the sun won't rest and we're still obsessed
and the bustle don't block the gloom
but take solace in solipsism
does anyone know a good joke?
the sun won't rest and we'll do our best
not to die unloved and broke

Why can't we have unhurried hearts
to beat in time with our stops and our starts
why can't we have unhurried hearts
to keep the time when things fall apart

runaway once, it's always forever
runaway once, it's always forever
runaway once they peg you as clever
runaway once forever and ever oh yeah