O telescope me I will not be kept within the dimensions of mere mathematics I've got Chinese thinking I've got a puzzled mind I have sneaky suspicions I have doubt all the time
Why old friend, why have you forgotten the poetry that opened our ears? Have you settled into the sound of silence? (my old friend) Why have you stopped questioning? Do you have all the answers?
I sit in the shadows my distance to find gazing into that black mirror of mind you walk into my landscape still time tangles up taut -- yesterday, today with tomorrow
