slow down on the stream
you, you are a dream
and this is just darkness
the kind that fills out the seams

you know it is easier
that is right
just be what they want
it is easier than putting up a fight

i cannot make my cog
turn like your cog
i have tried
but my machine is different

look at the barrow
in the market square
they are always there
same time, same day

your feelings –
will re-start the engines
or row me to the shore
so turn this wreck over
so it can start once more

but anyone who is different
wold only want –
want to define normality
cling to a radiator
and give the world a hug

they say it is a crisis
it is just –
another thing they do
i build treehouses
with the chances i blew