"you are defined by the people around you
it's not hard to find the borders and schisms
the corners, the gaps, the membranes impenetrable
the house brick by brick so empty it's full
the cellular automata that break all the rules
the quantum mechanics that rule all the quarks
the limbs you go out on to get a response
you are defined by the people around you
it's not hard to find the waves and the patterns
the thoughts, the feelings, the memories inexorable
the minds so complete they never find each other
the bees that are dancing, the ants that leave pheromones
the dog that is talking to the duck with the fallopian tubes
that twist and contract to keep out a rapist
you are defined by the people around you
it's not hard to find the change and the crazy
the pendulum cut from one piece of matter and the
chaos and order machines and the living
flesh on the bone and the sounds of the summer
the grass never growing the desert succumbing
the breast of the girl that heaves for the solider"
You Are Defined By the People Around You | Song A Day #548
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You Are Defined By the People Around You | Song A Day #548
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"you are defined by the people around you
it's not hard to find the borders and schisms
the corners, the gaps, the membranes impenetrable
the house brick by brick so empty it's full
the cellular automata that break all the rules
the quantum mechanics that rule all the quarks
the limbs you go out on to get a response
you are defined by the people around you
it's not hard to find the waves and the patterns
the thoughts, the feelings, the memories inexorable
the minds so complete they never find each other
the bees that are dancing, the ants that leave pheromones
the dog that is talking to the duck with the fallopian tubes
that twist and contract to keep out a rapist
you are defined by the people around you
it's not hard to find the change and the crazy
the pendulum cut from one piece of matter and the
chaos and order machines and the living
flesh on the bone and the sounds of the summer
the grass never growing the desert succumbing
the breast of the girl that heaves for the solider"