Текст песни deerhunt - тело

system obeys routine
and I am the system.
mortal
the body cuts the space
turned inside out
from emptiness without measure.
I draw trees outside the window
in vain.
in one cafe
same coffee every day
and a table for two.
I'm alone in this universe
just like everyone else.
chaotic ravings
that generate notebook entries
so clean and white
like your body.
reversed.
at the time of events
don't turn.
and the arrows are rusted
leaving hopeless
us. or ... me? probably still me.