Sound Observations

Politicians talk
 Ears are falling off
 When they open their mouths up, jugs become cups
 The obvious is often amusing
 Doesn't mean anything
 Doesn't mean anything
 That golden age is gone
 The silver screen is a silicon reproduction
 The mathematician dreams of the adding machine
 Won't you overstay your welcome
 Places and nowhere to go
 Except in circles
 And all around the things you see are generally uninteresting
 Close your eyes and bite your tongue
 ? And naked is an absolution?
 I've broken lovers kissing in public
 The paparazzi pop photographs
 Like ants on a carcass they hunt the parking lots of hospitals and cemeteries
 And autumn? leaves/leafs and winter freezes
 We'll be all alone
 Our home a castle
 For knights we are, our kingdom come
 We're all for one and one for nothing
 Take me by my severed hand
 I'll wait for you on this deserted island
 Sound observations constitute the union
 Heartbroken lovers, kissing in public
 Your eyes open wider
 You might see me inside of your brain