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Evesdropping on an imagined conversation between a father and His son |
| Love isn't easy, expressions never fit, left struggling to say Trouble is words don't do it, End up getting in the way. No I need actions. You know what I mean Kind that show love, I know what, A universe, that'll work, Better than a dream. And in that inky blackness As far as eye can see Lets throw in stars a plenty Two trillion Or maybe Three. Holes as black as pitch supanovas too Flashing sun, Solar winds come racing Leading men astray "This is how it was formed" I can hear them say Sitting in towers, Of an ivory hue Slide rules calculating Without reference to us two. Reducing our creation To a mathmatical line Wonder if they realise Smiling Maths is a passion of mine |