And the slow collapse of the shadows of the day
drove us, thinned out the herds
back into our burrows to await
and wait and well we can't spare
with the timing and the Radio Free Dark Recesses of the Mind
it's a slow revolution but once you get once around
guaranteed a prize that's a no-brainer
and the hemisphere's we sank into
corresponding to the angles of collapse
real scientific-like,
and who is to blame them if they are
inquisitive and distrustful because this is
not a game of survival it is just that,
that waiting and the holding of breathe you know
that second when you exhale before you see the light
at the end and then there it is and the city is all around
and you are at the bottom
and they tell you not to look up
which you can't help but doing even if into the sun
but we can divide you, based on this.