he’s keeping busy he’s bleedin' stones his machinations and his palindromes it was anything but hear the voice anything but hear the voice it was anything but hear the voice that says that we’re all basically alone
poor professor Pinchon had only good intentions when he put his Bunsen burners all away and turning to a playground in a petri dish of single cells that swing their fists at anything that looks like easy prey and it's a nature show that rages every day well does anybody's intuition say? we were all basically alone
and despite what all the studies had shown what was mistaken for closeness was just a case of mitosis why do some show no mercy while others are painfully shy? tell me doctor can you you quantify? ‘cause he just wants to know the reason why
why do they congregate in groups of four scatter like a billion spores and let the wind just carry them away? how can kids be so mean our famous doctor tried to glean as he went home at the end of the day in this nature show that rages every day well does anybody's intuition say that we are all basically alone
despite what all your studies had shown what was mistaken for closeness was just a taste of mitosis she fatal doses, malcontent to osmosis why do some show no mercy while others are painfully shy? well doctor can you quantify the reason why?
día largo y provechoso. blogger no quería dejarme postear antes, pero me alegro porque he descubierto que esta canción que tanto me gustaba el año pasado tiene ahora vídeo (no sé si es que no lo tenía antes, o que yo no lo había visto, lo cual tiene sentido)...el vídeo está genial, por cierto. me recuerda a las instrucciones de dharma en perdidos.