Из альбома: The Perfect is the Enemy of the Good
What made you think that we know? If truth is a virus we're healthier than
we know. Shaken. Taken. Hardly mistaken. Withheld. Purpose. No clue of
this life. Cultured and nutured with selection. We are students of
fictional history. Fed an incomplete formula. Perfect for ignorant mass
efficiency. (Making less of you and me) Fed diets lacking truth. Truth
lacking relevance. All context put on hold. Fed diets lacking truth. But
I want it back with no looking back. So tell the truth
and run. I'll take it in, like a shot of gas burned into my brain like the sun. No compromise.
Not even at this stage in the game. What you perceive to be locks and chains I call the only way.
This is our humble testament to all that we don't know. We may not know where we are but we know where not to go.