Horizon, or: Belaboured Deconstructions of a Confusing Series of Ephemeral Social Interactions
Interim in Terra, track 6
in the desert, i expected there'd be misery
in the desert, i expected there'd be pain
in the desert, i prepared myself for enemies
in the desert, i prepared to go insane
with every step i take
i take another final step
with every step i take
i take another
i take another
---
there's nothing to be seen
nothing to be seen
on the horizon
no seas
no trees
----
despite the absence
of corners
around which to see things
i'm seeing things
around every corner
i don't know if they're real
but there
they are
in front of me
----
i see
but i can not be sure
i see
if my eyes deceive me then what are they for
but they've done this before
they've been deceitful and i've been sore
i know
know in my heart it's completely insane
i know
and why i believe is so hard to explain
i know it's all my brain
if it's what i want i can't complain
----
and there
they are
on the horizon
they move
they wave
and i stand still