Lyrics:I never got your memo/But I’ll cherish your memory/You know God never met Godot/But reached outright majority/How do I do to identify you in the middle of an avalanche?/I wish you threw a monkey wrench into my self-confidence, are you electioneering or what?/Kill your idols, dust your ideas/It takes so long to strive forward/An ideal while you also try to/Hold your head up high/So I keep a goal in sight through this act I try to rub out a nightmare I made a few months ago/Just sit or justify/Your ideal for all life style/Clear your voice or clarify/Your ideal for all life style.
(pic by Tom Lewis after William Keeton, model of chromosome crossover)
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