Circles

Turn and flow

Tug and row.

We are but hounds chasing a tail,

We call it time, it calls us to go.

We spin around, ask for a tale,

Time isn’t after us. Time does not owe.

Turn and flow

Tug and row.

In geocentric hubris

We dance around the fire.

The truth is,

We dance for we are liars.

Turn and flow

Tug and row.

That currency don’t kill you,

That currency don’t know!

Those market flows are new,

And crash again just as we knew.

Turn and fly,

Tug and rye,

Flow and go,

Row, don’t show.

For here we kill those who’re afraid,

We eat them, skin and bone.

The culture of the ones who fade

Will soon be dead and gone.

Yes we won history,

We won wars.

We starved the ones who didn’t see

We starved the ones from the wrong door.

And we’ll burn the books so they don’t know,

We’ll burn the folks so they forget,

About the turn and flow.

Of endless time of endless debt.

And all the lives we owe.