Из альбома: Satellites

In time
I find
the gift of sight
is hard to see
of presently
clear the state of things
clear the state so far
transmissions
occuring
in weathered atmosphere
the pressure ebbs and flows
we are storming clear
and recognize us now
and recognize us now
as we are polarized
transmitted sight
I satellite
I’m found in waves
electro magnetic rays
transmitted sight
I’ll colonize
I satellite
monopolize
unseen fine
I feed through middle times
I move within the lines
I am to land mine
and recognize us now
and recognize us now
as we are polarized
we are magnetic spheres

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