Start ‘em out young but keep ‘em off the sacharine
You’re too naive to understand the trouble you’re in
Sleep is a myth until it hits you like a fist
Wake me from my little death and tell me what I missed

I was up with the owls
Between today and last night
Now Schrodinger’s facts
Are wondering what I’ll get right

Go on and on
Via negativa
Go on and one
In the anonymous age
Go on and on
Via negativa
Subtract those things I shouldn’t say

I was barefoot on the steps trying not to testify
Lost in the shadows but it keeps the sun out my eyes
I’m not buying what you’re selling so why you keep on telling me?
If it was so damn obvious than everyone would see

I was up with crows
Telling them my favorite lies
Now HG Wells
Is wondering if I got the time