Marvelous Pirates Follow

There's something on my mind. I left you far behind. You wouldn't understand. It's coming from the dark. It's working toward the light. Stigmas, scars and moving cars, neon lights in dim-lit bars, breaking down in Timbuktu in futile, hot pursuit of you. Did you ever have a payday offered just to you and turn it all away? I have a wish that has come true that you can not see, but if you can handle you, then you can see me. It's something from above. I feel it down below. Vacant stares and lust affairs, reaching out when no one's there. Leaving, in one basket, all your eggs and then forgetting where. Did you ever know the feeling very well?