I thought I heard the sun wake
Up this morning
And the day's special ways
Tragic importance
I thought to listen to
The voice inside my head they said
Don't harken they won't hurt you
Anyhow
Please, please reason with me
Mystified by
Things they want to
Hold on to
Ebb to tide
Plea to bear
See the signs of
Obscurity
Of obscurity
If I told you
I won't fall far
If I don't hold you
I won't be
Sane of taste
Rectify the naysayer
All want to these feelings
What to do
Oversee it
Mystified by
Things they want to
Hold on to
Que en notre maître
Of underlying instructions
Of unbridled Functions
Of unwritten laudations