Can you be married by a rumour?
Will my mother ever keep a secret?
What is money if it is not confetti?
Why do you speak in silences?
You ring to say I shouldn't use your name
I do and then I don't
We spend our childhoods gathering suspicions
Who taught the daylight about equality?
The bicycle, you say, is so Darwinian
Yes and wind turbines are so medieval
We could be using them tomorrow
To light up another of those dismal dark ages
That last for ages. Can anyone tell me
What it was we were doing here?
Who made the promises we're keeping?
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