Superconducting Supercolliders - Thankless Child | Текст песни

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• Superconducting Supercolliders
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The spread of seeds; the fall of leaves;
A swarm of cells beneath the sea;
A carbon-based machine.
I’m you, you’re me;
We’re sharing half our genes
And nothing in between
But unlit kerosene.

Take r times B, they’re less than C;
How many others should there be
Before you wouldn’t leave?
Floorboards, dead trees,
Our own phylogeny.
You think you will break free?
My little flame is clean.

Turn your back, we fade to black.
Friction, drag, and quiet scratch.
Someone seals the latch
You’re detached; we’re dispatched
There’s a catch—you and I? We’re attached.
I’ll release my burning match.
What if I had a twin?
How would you behave then?
What if I had a twin?
How would you be—
There are things I can’t—
Can’t save.

And I’m relieved you don’t believe
The trappings that society
Has told you that you need.
You’re you, you’re free;
I’ve rearranged your genes
Now they belong to me.
(Ignore that kerosene.)

You’ll outrun all you have done.
Metaphor will keep our scores.
In the dark I might tame
Given names, waiting games.
We’re the same—you and I? Deranged.
I’ll release my little flame.
Benefits less than costs:
Calculation of loss?
Or just math as a gloss?
Are we both lost?
There are things I can’t—
Can’t save.

Two, four, eight, six plus ten
Tell us where you have been.
Your invisible kin;
Please select them to live.
What if I had a twin?
Do you think you’d save him?
Don’t look, just begin
We await you.

Do the math, turn your back
You’ll ignore graphite traps
I’ll release my little match.
Metaphor will wage our war.
Two and eight, six plus ten;
Tell us where you have been
Your invisible kin
Please select them.
All the things I can’t—
Can’t save.

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