The form of a corporation is delimited
Why is it so vernacular
When you talk to a man
How do you get through
How do you reach yourself
When it's down to fragmentation
And you're doing your thing
How could you be another
It's a simple condition
It's the time of all time
With your thought in an envelope
Traveling in my attention
I can't get away from you
No matter what thought control I try
I'm not sure I want to leave
Even if I'm waiting alone
The times have changed for me
The space is a different place
I'm resolute as a robot
I'm a long blank stare
I tear myself to pieces
