Alone With You In the 21st Century

Somewhere in the 21st century we find our backs arched, heavy bent, doubled over, crooked spines with the weight of the modern world Nobody seems to know how to grow up, to live, to die We're post-industrial, dying of cancer dying for unknown reasons Engines rev, spinning There's still smoke in the air We're fighting gravity now everything's in the air Post-modern thought and minds We're moving past ourselves "Today's the only on that counts" we'll say today and tomorrow Without knowing the modern face we greet this ambiguous dawn sure of our uncertainty, arbitrarily a mon avis, from where I stand I see you from here that's the you i see We speak in dialogue lost in our own bodies The structure of the human face line, form, weighted eyelids lips like things that hold us to another source of heat in beds we share alone together through REM cycles broken up like scratches on the records we won't use anymore This is why we are alone in the space between ourselves In the shadow of love, you and i are two different ideas at once (being stretched out like canvas on two halves of the bed) lying together in one space watching the spheres collide It's okay to be alone we are alone together [end].