The walking sticks, the helping hands
The dance routines on the missing sands
The soft of the elbow
The shape of the shoulder
The song of (the) sea, the molten shores
The honest pricks that I adore
Cancel the future
Fasten the Now
The blowing fan, the wanting eyes
The butterfly on the Gemini
And you say that I should
Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up?
Under the fading light
Here I stand next in line
No, I don't feel alright
To be late forever
The twisted luck, the greatest gain
The dream belief, the stuff of fame
Bring me the future
Bring me it right now
The solid truths, the liquid lies
The ancient youth of the Gemini
And you say that I should
Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up?
Under the fading light
Here I stand next in line
No, I don't feel alright
To be late forever
Come, existential dread
Neutralize, override
This criminal neglect
Of the heart and the mind
