there is no time for reason
the world is mad
i will not smile for the president
he just makes me sad

i have turned my life
the stopwatch is metal
it does not feel like my kite
it does not feel right

wear it down
make plasticine models
a paper mache crown
wear it in the house
do what you can

the fruit are ripe
you give me the day
i will add the night
you give me the meal
i will add the spice