2 acessos
Can't stop thinking about if and when I'll die
For now I see that 'if' and 'when' are truly different cries
For 'if' is purely panic
And 'when' is solemn sorrow
And one invades today
While the other spies tomorrow
We're surrounded
And we're hounded
There's no 'above'
Or 'under'
Or 'around' it
For 'above' is blind belief
And 'under' is sword to sleeve
And 'around' is scientific miracle
Let's pick 'above' and see
For if and when we go 'above'
The question still remains
Are we still in love
And is it possible we feel the same?
And that's when going 'under'
Starts to take my wonder
But until that time
I'll try to sing this
If I keep moving
They won't know
I'll morph to someone else
Defense mechanism mode
He'll always try to stop me
That Nicholas Bourbaki
He's got no friends close
But those who know him most know
He goes by Nico
He told me I'm a copy
When I'd hear him mock me
That's almost stopped me
Well we're surrounded
And we're hounded
There's no above or a secret door
What are we here for
If not to run straight through all our tormentors?
But until that time I'll try and sing this
If I keep moving
They won't know
I'll morph to someone else
Defense mechanism mode
Lights they blink to me
Transmitting things to me
Ones and zeroes
Ergo this symphony
Anybody listening?
Ones and zeroes
Count to infinity
Ones and zeroes
If I keep moving
They won't know
I'll morph to someone else
Defense mechanism mode