Becoming a Speck - Superchunk

Crowded out, crowded out

By a scene onto the street

Crowded out, crowded out

By an endless night of bad dreams, yeah

And the sun, the sun, the sun on the back of my neck

For a moment it helps me forget

The sun, the sun on the back of my neck

For a moment it helps me forget

I’m becoming, I’m becoming

Becoming a speck

I’m disappearing in your eyes

Crowded out, crowded out

We got a clouded transmission of a picture of me

Crowded out, crowded out

Buried in the pile of catalogs and magazines at your feet

Your beautiful feet

And the sun, the sun, the sun on the back of my neck

For a moment it helps me forget

The sun, the sun on the back of my neck

For a moment it helps me forget

I’m becoming, I’m becoming

Becoming a speck

And disappearing in your eyes

I came here alone I’m not leaving without you

Sending out signals but barely breathing without you

I came into this world alone but I’m not leaving

Without you