Empiricist

[00:48.00] Empty room

[00:52.53] Cast about for a familiar object

[00:59.56] Because my body needs coordinates to move

[01:14.21] In the dark

[01:18.26] Range of motion shrivels all around me

[01:26.32] All my nightmares I am slowly being cocooned

[01:36.91] A single calf in the hecatomb

[01:56.08] Crescent moon

[02:00.65] Hollowed out of all my fabled insides

[02:08.21] Occam shave me down to primal truth

[02:13.03] Return me to the womb

[03:24.68] Mother pulled from father’s ribs, little baby in a crib, hands reaching up

[03:38.56] Before the blinding light is split

[03:42.34] Through the prism of your organs into colors

[03:53.95] All that being and nothingness, on the same möbius strip

[04:00.74] Sleep and waking up

[05:03.40] On the first day

[05:08.18] Wipe the blank slate

[05:12.99] And you join the banquet

[05:15.75] Served up helpless on a plate

[05:22.31] You find your land legs

[05:26.84] And you learn to imitate

[05:31.60] You’ll wear any feathers

[05:33.89] And hope that your efforts attract a mate

[05:42.75] One day your children find you,

[05:48.54] Locked in the bathroom,

[05:53.57] Staring in horror at the reflection of your face

[06:03.14] You say you're sorry to the guests at your party

[06:12.46] But you can't help wonder, who is this person you celebrate?

[07:24.78] And so the light fades

[07:29.86] It’s still your birthday

[07:34.89] Blow out your past lives like they're candles on the cake