Liner notesThis song continues the narrative and themes of denial, avoidance, loss, and grief from "Semiprecious" (including echoing the "yellow O's" phrase) and anticipates the themes of fear, death, and mental illness from "Pareidolia" while touching on the meta-theme of institutionalization shared between the field recording taken at a mental hospital and my aunt's inevitable fate of having to die in a nursing home. The latest revelation this week (discovered in the course of trying to track down all the pieces of her estate in order to pay for her care) being that she wanted to have $17,000 in gold krugerrand coins from her inheritance set into concrete in the yard because she thought they were worthless baubles. Musically, "Semiprecious" was in C, this song is sort of in B, "Pareidolia" is sort of partly in A.

Gold coins in the sidewalk shining, scattered in the concrete, little yellow O's
Krugerrand windfall, she likes them because they're pretty. Is it useful to be pretty? I don't know
Mink coat in the Goodwill box, she's an animal lover, say goodbye to all the fox fur,
Diamond rings passed down from her mother never touched another finger, now they're gone

Drag me around
Carried on the current
Drag me around
Waiting for that moment
Drag me around
I don't want to be the one who does it
Drag me around
To witness everything she's losing

These days, she's full of paranoia, seeing faces in the windows, killers creeping round her door
The spies from Beijing have their tentacles everywhere, they're watching her computer through the USB ports
She's never been a person who relies on other people but this special kind of blankness settles down when she's alone
And we don't know how long she has or how we're going to pay for this but my father keeps on saying we've got to put her in a home

Drag me around
Branches in the storm
Drag me around
Until her mind is gone
Drag me around
I don't want to be the one who says it
Drag me around
To witness everything she's losing

Drag me around
Pull me into orbit
Drag me around
Everything seems foreign
Drag me around
I don't want to be the one who calls it
Drag me around
To witness everything she's losing