9's down to the bricks. I saw algebra in your eyes.
Geometry between the lies.
I saw my image of you fade in exponential waves of grey.
I'll go. I know I should have figured it. Don't give me degrees.
I've been at the seaport all day long.
Just me and my paint box abstracting numbers in the sun.
I saw my image of you fade in exponential waves of grey.
I saw my favorite number two get crushed
divided in squares. I'll go.
I know I should have figured it. Don't give me degrees.
I've been at the seaport all day long.
Just me and my paint box astracting numbers in the sun.
Good-bye. A long division.