[00:00.00] 作曲 : Toby Driver[00:31.32]The cathedral buried beneath another cathedral is where the glibbest instrument lay[00:33.12]And there it rests, exhausted,[02:12.21]While in the visible room, a band continues to play.[02:48.06]The insensitive diviner, feeling ill.[02:48.84]The beetle rolled over and time stopped[03:16.38]Suddenly the gospel pages multiplied[03:41.40]And my entire bookshelf reversed itself.[03:42.99]I don't want to be the melody[03:45.30]I prefer the choking sow[03:46.26]Who, while taking every care to parry[03:46.95]Has wound up with her head in the ground[04:15.18]And each of us choking on the cannonball with a sound[04:16.20]Can't help but sleep until it's dark[04:36.39]And winter weighs on every bough[04:50.49]We watch you as you drown[04:50.94]And reach up to us on your way down[04:51.60]You're hanging from your toes in a tiffany redoubt[04:59.55]Come back and I'll tell you more...