even idle is a movement I've been painting birds for the blind turning stones for survivors they hum along they're shaking and shaking and shaking we never question it establish what you're learning here we become let's go beyond the frame of time and extend on the noise of a thousand thoughts shouted over one another to the concentrated blend of a harmony to a single voice definite from the others we breathe in sync the rhythm of two off beats we'll be the empire the beauty in the conversation we slept longer in a week than nations took the time to think I've talked my way out a time or two I've stuttered my way through the beauty in a conversation held hostage by these days
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