The principle sounds nice
but I’m not sure I’m up for it
nothing could be much worse
than to fester in your pit
of everything composed of
thinking thoughts of thinking
if you hacked the lid off of the cave
and found me down there blinking
if you’ve got a thing for saving sheep
I’m happy to oblige you
it couldn’t help but beat
sitting here waiting for the other shoe
they say it’s fucked beyond repair
and far too late to change the course
I say hooray and settle back
to spectate at the great divorce
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