where is the point of the circle
where does a dot draw the line
how do I straighten up an angle
how could I ever call you mine?
what's after red and blue and yellow
what’s after first six notes and si
who's been both enemy and fellow
who can with eyes closed see?
why do we talk with ones and zeros
why do we count with X and Ys
when did we come up with dead heroes
when did we invent those truthful lies?
and why a question mark for questions
but with a comma you keep on?
why different flags for different nations
why start a story once upon?
why do I count when I am frightened
who's not afraid they may not count
why when I reach I'm always tired
who's still awake at the last round?
Is it the pencil or the paper
Is it the glass or the red wine
Is it the former or what's later
Is it the prophet or the sign?
Do you think madness hides reasons
Do you think storm brings us the sun
Can you imagine bastard seasons
And father younger than the son?
Or maybe shadows that ain't lightless
maybe time chords that ain't so tight
imagine ghosts that aren’t lifeless...
...or maybe just try sleep at night.