歌詞
Some of those provocative questions like
"Why is all this stuff on the same earth as us?" and
"How have our senses weakened gradually?"
waste time,
pulling so much energy away from now.
Getting so far behind
or up ahead a ways
has put a terrible strain on the middle
of these days.
It stirs the left brain every time you call,
only blocks apart but happier not eye to eye.
We suppose scientifically the sky will fall
and compare the hours we wasted
in our boring lives.
By accident we found the page,
like a neon sign announcing:
"This is where you are."
The only problem left is dreaming up a cage
and hunting with our sights set a little far.
