paroles de chanson Logic & Mathematics - Meridian

Sequences of numbers strung together by a thread
Divide by indifference, I'm the product of what's left
You study your politics, world leaders and the
Feds
I study your figure, now a foreign silhouette

I'm not capable of separating out the memories that I should keep, they all just run together and I fade back into my home state of struggling

So I'm skipping the country, filling up my brain with new
Images of old friends, trying to redirect from you
But space serves as an exponent that multiplies each thought
And spells out in the sky a list of exactly what I've got

I'm still doing all I can to maintain some kind of state of perpetual recovery, and I just want to make some kind of a connection; anything

Jet lag hassles me awake and I'm alone inside the house where I grew up and left with nothing much to occupy my day but maintaining a state of struggling