Some plans were made and was thrown A house was built, a baby How time can move both fast and amazes me So I raise my glass to To the second hand and its To the size of everything The desert is the You can't hold it in hand It won't bow to demand There's no difference you can make, there's no difference you can And if it like an accident A of senselessness you weren't looking hard enough I wasn't looking enough at it An argument for The instinct of the insect Who makes love to the flower bed, and dies in the freeze Oh, I want to such simple things No politics, no history, what I want and what I need can finally be the same I just got myself to Leave up to fate When there's choices I could make, when choices I could make And now my heart needs a polygraph, always so eager to pack my When I really want to stay, I really want to stay When I to stay, when I want to stay I don't want to stay, I want to stay The arc of time, the of sex The you can't protect Each quarter step, each marble Walk up and down lonely trebel cleft Each wanting the one Each wanting the next one to Each wanting the one Each wanting the one to arrive Argument for conciousness, the instinct of the blind Who never thinks not to accept its fate, that's faith, that's in death You give to the one you give to the next on the line You give to the one You give to the on down the line The levity of longing that each dream inside my head My watered down forget On silver stars I and wish and wish on to the next one Move on to the one down the line Move on to the one Move on to the next one the line You get to the one You get to the on down the line You get to the one You get to the next on the line