Written by: David Byrne

Fate it seems is folly,
An accidental intrusion is consciousness,
Something unfolds like a saga,
And then curls back into darkness.

How much longer will I live?

It seems more like a story than a life.
I try to figure out the plot,
Events rather than experience,
On pages flapping in the wind,

Am I the antagonist?

┬ędbyrne april 2013