Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Museum Legs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Penn Sultan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Penn Sultan
Producer
Lyrics
Hear it crack
In the only place it can't
To keep its functioning intact
And roll out it's product
While you wait
To see if it preforms its task
Properly and timely
Like the manual picture.
It's broke,
Like two people paint new eyes
On the lids of the other
Like who's behind is a bother.
I go home
Knowing nothing can be done
'Till the part that was ordered
Arrives in its cardboard borders.
I entered
There you were all asleep
Like some famous photograph
And me visiting its museum
And your weight
And working and bending limbs
A machine rightly functioning
With timing and grace
Which tuned out
The sound of the frantic whips
Demanding faster of the pulse
That moves the ship
So thanks
For this reminder of life
More than gears and steel,
Of breath, inside jokes and strokes
So thanks
For this reminder of life
Which breaks
Or Doesn't
Or Breaks
Or Doesn't.
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Written by: Penn Sultan

