Architecture for the Blind/ How To Fly In a V

Will you, would you, could you, should you?

Cut off fingers

To stop the grasping

Cut out tongue

To stop the asking

So relieved

You’re still up after

Bedtime

Can’t milk this anymore than we have done

Can’t spill any more blood coz I’m empty

Breaking the neck of the golden goose

Before it’s flown the coop

Just put out the song before we’ve written the lyrics

It’s the only way to make sure it’s done

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