[00:00:00] Achilles and the Tortoise - Buck 65
[00:00:32] This collection of sketches rough and scattered is arranged by instinct
[00:00:42] There's entropy at work but mostly it happened by accident
[00:00:49] Sure a story goes with this
[00:00:51] But for it to make sense you'd have to be me
[00:00:56] And for it to make dollars I would have to be something I despise
[00:01:03] Don't ask me how I managed no one gets paid to make change
[00:01:12] Every morning I salute the flag turn
[00:01:16] Grab the fingers of my left hand behind my back and continue my search
[00:01:24] I'm wondering how I got here
[00:01:28] Who besides me is responsible
[00:01:32] I'm not the young man I was when I first wrote the code
[00:01:38] Now I don't have it in me to fuss over much
[00:01:42] I need sleep more than ever before
[00:01:49] What remains of my violence is so precious
[00:01:55] I keep it all of it to myself
[00:01:59] What frightens me most now is my gradual loss of hearing
[00:02:04] I'm guided more and more by vibes
[00:02:09] I shield my eyes from flickering images
[00:02:11] And document my dreams with as much detail as possible
[00:02:17] I figure I'll write my book when its all I can do
[00:02:21] But I don't know
[00:02:25] Have you any idea how hot these sands are
[00:02:31] Ya I come in contact with the odd scavenger here and there
[00:02:35] But those encounters rarely amount to much
[00:02:41] I just gaze the same few black and white photographs
[00:02:46] Distant loves long lost souls diamonds of my most glorious moments
[00:02:54] I remember the gold rush
[00:02:56] Ya she makes me laugh now to think of the risks I took
[00:03:03] The monuments will remain and that's all that matters but the question always becomes
[00:03:13] Am I happy
[00:03:26] When young we mourn for one woman
[00:03:31] When we grow old for woman in general
[00:03:37] The tradgey in life is man is never free
[00:03:42] Yet strives for what can never be
[00:03:48] The thing most feared in secret always happens
[00:03:53] My life my love where are they now
[00:03:58] But the more the pain grows the more this instinct for life somehow asserts itself
[00:04:05] The necessary beauty in life is giving yourself to it completely
[00:04:11] Only later will it clarify itself as not coherent
[00:04:25] I wandered the fields and listen for the sound of drums
[00:04:27] The colder the ground becomes the closer I get I home
[00:04:30] The planets not fit to roam but with all the chaos
[00:04:32] But when I saw the savages I played the law of averages
[00:04:35] And when the river splits in half I start to lose my wits and laugh
[00:04:38] And cry at the same time there's nothing I can do about it
[00:04:40] Even though I wouldn't doubt it if the winds began to blow
[00:04:43] And carry the sounds of my voice to the lands below
[00:04:45] So I put my hands around my mouth and hollered to the sunken city
[00:04:48] That wallows in the filth of its own drunken pity
[00:04:51] And wait to see a signal but a signal is never seen
[00:04:53] Eventually fatigue builds inside me exponentially and so I sleep
[00:04:57] And dream that I'm able to fly
[00:04:59] They will respect a man with wings
[00:05:01] Later I awake in agony and learn
[00:05:03] That while I was sleeping the city had burned
[00:05:06] Shrugging my shoulders I paused and gathered thoughts
[00:05:08] Think twice about staying put then decide I rather not
[00:05:11] So I press on in my agnostic pilgrimage
[00:05:14] Knowing that I can swim deeper than the grim reaper
[00:05:16] Ready for whatever sea creatures may abound
[00:05:18] When the water swallows me and not the other way around
[00:05:21] Survival saw me through the mechanical district
[00:05:24] Starvation leads to being cannibalistic
[00:05:26] I have to rely on cons and silence and non talking quick
[00:05:29] Defending myself with nothing but this walking stick
[00:05:32] I've never had friends and no parental guidance
[00:05:34] I'm wild at heart and weird on top I'm feared nonstop
[00:05:38] Even though my rage is worn out
[00:05:39] My life's a book with several pages torn out
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