Longing To Care Less

I see what I see, I know what I know
I walk where I want to but I don't know where I go
Follow me down as I move through the crowds
Swarming the beach where your home used to be

Golden and velvet but dry to the touch
The hills of California are shaking their dust
I only drive when it rains wear a sweater indoors
Dry my clothes in the Sun though it's hardly enough

You take it in stride as I go partly blind
I see with the eye in my mind
And I ought to confess that I'm longing to care less
I hate watching clocks in the night

But I cease to exist when I'm feeling complicit
I want you to be happy but you're wrong
I'll dream what I dream, I'll know what I know
If you don't what to help us, you'll go where you go