Echoes
You can live with it
You sure can
Some centipedes have eyes
Some don't
These playful dolphins have been equipped with radio transmitters
Their far flung wandering may tell us things
No one knows why seabirds go to san miguel
Surrounded by hostile facts
There is just no end to surprise
Murray says that we are fragile creatures
I feel sad for the weird part we play
In our own desasters
But out of some persistent sense
Of large scale ruin
We keep inventing hope
And this is where we wait
Together
The impossible became real
The forgotten remembered
The unseen became visible
Whispers echoed emptiness
There is no controlling a raging river
You can only learn to navigate it without drowning
The heart is deceitful above all things
And desperately wicked
What if death is nothing but a sound
We hear it forever
Sound all around
Uniform white noise
I dont know how it started
Maybe one and a half year ago
At first i thought it was just a phase
And that i could correct it
I can not distinguish words from things
I know you
Yes, i have been around
To enter a room is to agree on a certain kind of behaviour
The point of rooms is
That they are inside
There is an unwritten agreement
I wasn't always
As you see me now
You sure can
Some centipedes have eyes
Some don't
These playful dolphins have been equipped with radio transmitters
Their far flung wandering may tell us things
No one knows why seabirds go to san miguel
Surrounded by hostile facts
There is just no end to surprise
Murray says that we are fragile creatures
I feel sad for the weird part we play
In our own desasters
But out of some persistent sense
Of large scale ruin
We keep inventing hope
And this is where we wait
Together
The impossible became real
The forgotten remembered
The unseen became visible
Whispers echoed emptiness
There is no controlling a raging river
You can only learn to navigate it without drowning
The heart is deceitful above all things
And desperately wicked
What if death is nothing but a sound
We hear it forever
Sound all around
Uniform white noise
I dont know how it started
Maybe one and a half year ago
At first i thought it was just a phase
And that i could correct it
I can not distinguish words from things
I know you
Yes, i have been around
To enter a room is to agree on a certain kind of behaviour
The point of rooms is
That they are inside
There is an unwritten agreement
I wasn't always
As you see me now
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