|Guitars, Vocals:||Jordan Brown|
|Guitars:||Audelio Flores, Jr|
So let's take this slow, as if I should even be one to talk. Constantly moving on all my luck. So fast, like a rabbit, then getting stuck. I cannot give up. In a briar patch I knew I would meet you but I'm stopped, not sure it's entirely true. Deja vu of people that I knew already and what I did to them…this is getting heavy, and spinning me places that I wish I deserved to be. I have to block it before my intuition deceives me. I rocket back to the earth like an alien looking for blue-planet rays to become human. I have a gift that tells of every curse, so make a move for the exit. But your laugh shakes me up and it makes me clean between an XM pop-rock takeover queen and an old friend who left a spell, lifted every curse, and made a move from the entrance. So I'll get nervous one more time, watching hands (not mine) shaking 'maybe' signs, tying hair with a flare that's ready to fly aboard civilian crimes. They're knife-cutting all the lines. I don't at all care why. I'm staring like I've got a better idea. I saw you scrambling numbers and highlighting fluorescent wit with a study pen on airline standby trends. Believe me, I see things. Not crazy. I've come clean, not wasting. Not lazy, done chasing. I knew you would be there but I couldn't believe it. My friends know I'm out there to speak truths and take dares. A-B (row) 52, and it's 30 degrees. I'm making sense with this movie on the back of the seat on the port-side of this ride.
Set Your Goals have always followed their own musical path and that fact has never been as evident as it is on the band's third …