Have to tear a strip in the real
Expose a deeper blue
Here's what it's telling you:
Though you are more than you feel
Though this turning inward has appeal
you must get noble fast
learn to crave a king's repast
to jump on the next revolution of the wheel
And the strip torn down the sky
murmurs why why why
does the fool still try
to entertain each passer by
Hammered a crank into the earth
when it hit stone I stopped
soon as the plumb line dropped
And ran it round for all I was worth
I wasn't laughing but I felt a little mirth
I'd made such a strange machine
generated not one bean
Yet every dawn revealed another birth
what
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