Tekst
The walls that spin out
The millions of flickers, rising high with the air
Through the tops of opened caskets, shaking
And all the rotors, machines.
Etcetera
A well oiled mechanized brain
Particles that grow, and reproduce
Have I grown?
In thought, balance, hope,
Etcetera
Etcetera
"And the rest"
Where does it go?
Who am I?
What are you?
Shapeshifter
Of words, promises, lies
Etcetera
Dividends
Of past mistakes
Fractals of value
Five digits right of the decimal
I do not see them
They do not see me
Divide, divide, divide
Etcetera
Divide, divide, divide, divide
Etcetera
"And the rest"
Where do they go?
Who are we?
What are they?
Shapeshifters
Divide, divide, divide
Etcetera
The walls that spin out
The millions of flickers, rising high with the air
Through the tops of opened caskets, shaking
Divide, divide, divide
Etcetera