Back And Forth
Dismemberment Plan Lyrics

There's a kind of music that reminds me of you
There's a type of music that reminds me of you.

It's all clear expensive drinks and shiny shirts
The vibe of the music is similar to an expensive night out with flashy clothing.

And the click of heels as they descend from the taxi
The sound of heels hitting the pavement is present, adding to the atmosphere of the scene.

Like the first foot on the moon, oh, and it glows with ache
The music evokes a feeling of wonder and pain like the first step on the moon.

And if it hits me right it's almost too much to take
Sometimes the music is so intense that it's almost overwhelming.

And it's got right angle razor thin lines
The music has sharp, straight lines.

That turn and swerve like perfect sines
These lines are smooth and bend perfectly, like mathematical sines.

As we dress to the nines in an
We dress up in fancy clothes.

Attempt to leave it all behind
We try to forget about everything else for a while and just enjoy the moment.

In a search of the moment between the seconds where
We are looking for a moment in time where everything is perfect.

Everything is just fine
Nothing is wrong, everything is great at that moment.

That silver thread imbedded deep within our spines
There is a connection deep within us that ties us together.

And I used to be kind of weird about this
I used to be uncomfortable with how deep this connection was.

A fear of dependence on a guilty gilt-edged
I was afraid of depending on this connection and feeling guilty about it.

Hedged transcendence that makes us lairs
This transcendence was hedged and made us feel like we were lying to ourselves.

And tense when we look down and realize
We get anxious when we realize that we are not really suspended, but we are the ones doing the suspending.

That nothing really suspends us
There is nothing holding us up except ourselves.

But it was never just another Saturday night
This wasn't just an ordinary night out.

Not with you in attendance
You being there made it extra special.

So throw your hands in the air
Let go of everything and just enjoy the moment.

And wave them like you just don't care
Be carefree and just have fun.

It's on a whim; it's on a dare
We're doing this on a whim, without really thinking about it.

To shrug away what we can't bear
We're trying to forget about things that are bothering us.

And we're going back and forth
We're changing our minds and our actions repeatedly.

And it's a deep blue see-through membrane that protects us
We're wrapped up in something that is transparent and protective.

It connects us, a pulsing cellophane
This transparent substance connects us and is constantly moving like cellophane.

Party-train skein that helps us and
This substance is like a party train that helps us along.

Envelopes and keeps us locked inside
It keeps us safe inside, wrapped up in a protective layer.

Forever and ever along for the ride
We are along for the ride, safe and sound.

And we're moving through a phosphorescent gel
The substance we are in is glowing and moving like a gel.

A semi-solid self-lit ocean and it's a funny notion, isn't it?
It's strange to think about being in a self-lit ocean-like substance.

Yeah, but I'm kinda digging it
I actually like it, though.

And it's rigged and isn't nearly so big
It's not as big as it seems and may even be rigged or fake.

And it speaks only of its own
It only speaks about itself and nothing else.

Perpetual near miss
It's like we're always just missing something.

Like the uncertain memory
It's like a vague memory that we're not quite sure of.

Of a stranger's mistaken kiss
It's like the memory of a stranger's kiss that didn't quite land.

And faces slide by in glowing shadows
We see faces that slide by in the shadows, glowing.

Like snowbound ghosts that go up and down
These faces are like ghosts that are trapped in snow and move up and down as if they are stuck.

In epileptic shivers and negative radioactive slivers
These faces are shaking and trembling and are negative and radioactive somehow.

In a landscape of endless dull glitter
These faces are in a landscape that is full of dull glitter, like they're not really meant to be there.

And a taste in my mouth so sweet, yet so bitter
The experience is bittersweet.

And we exhaust ourselves trying to get there
We work hard to reach this point, but it's not easy.

Somebody screamâ??all right
Someone needs to let out a scream to break the tension.

We'll try to fill the echoless night
We'll try to make the night less quiet and boring.

So fasten up and hold tight
Hold on tight, things are going to get wild.

We can't give up without a fight
We're not going to give up easily, we'll fight to make it happen.

So in the end, whatever, we die, we dissolve
In the end, we die and our bodies dissolve.

Equations unbalanced, riddles unsolved
There are things in life that we never figure out.

And we were never connected or involved
We were never really connected or involved in the grand scheme of things.

Except for the intersections and crazy mathematics
We were only connected in certain ways that have to do with chance and crazy happenstances.

With no time and no space and no schedule and no place
The connections we have are not limited by time or space or what we have planned.

And we pass right through it without a trace
We go through life without leaving much of a mark.

And sometimes that music drifts through my car
Sometimes when I'm driving, the music that reminds me of you comes on.

On a spring night when anything is possible
This usually happens on a spring night when anything can happen.

And I close my eyes and I not my head
I close my eyes and nod my head to the beat.

And I wonder how you been and I count to a hundred and ten
I wonder how you've been, and I do my own little ritual to mark the moment.

Because you'll always be my hero, even if I never see you again
You'll always be a hero to me, no matter what happens next in life.