Emoc ylerus lliw ti, emoc lliw ti, emoc lliw ti. Erif eht ni rekop eht saw tah dael s'gnik. Emoc ylerus lliw ti, emoc lliw ti, emoc lliw ti. Rediw hcum nozama eht edam tah dael s'gnik.
Most of the day, we were at the machinery. In the dark sheds that the seasons ignored. I held the levers that guided the signals to the radio. But the words I received, random code, broken fragments from before.
I was just a broken head. I stole the world that others punctured. Now I stumble through the garbage. Slide and tumble, slide and stumble. Beak and claw, remorse reminder.
Here we are stuck by this river. You and I underneath a sky. That's ever falling down, down, down. Ever falling down. . Through the day as if on an ocean.