歌词
Birthed across nowhere to ride the moon through phases.
A cracked clock face nervously ticking away the night.
Carbon back to carbon back to repetition upon repetition
Repeat. After me.
Are you a little lost, robot?
Take my hand now,
Let us remain astray.
No more invisible chains for this wold, I can tell you.
Howling with the moon whilst riding its decline.
Waning not waxing, as ever.
Have you a penny to gird the carny man wasted amongst your secrets?
Tiring out cliché upon secret?
My hands are tied here; but the one mind is held by no head.
Heart leading that blind down bone-raw pathways.
Once we've devoured the sun and all is said and done,
No more paths to navigate; silence out cell mate
Riding the whirling serpent across bleak skylines;
Watching as the final worm turns and turns and turns
...turns and turns
There was light.