I thought the birdsong was part of the music
then I heard it where there was nothing on
they're part of the world our music is part of
why do I mind mechanical voices droning on
at the other end of the house I close the door
never no sound highways animals machines
the background roaring is my blood moving
nerve circuitry always faintly feeding back
beyond that the cosmic hum it's all part of
No comments:
Post a Comment