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If I want to enclose the noise in cardboard walls...
I allow myself to be trapped in coils without color.
If I remain silent and grant, if I let the silence enter...
I send unsealed postcards.
If I look on the maps they gave us when we arrived...
I get lost on the untried straights.
Every mistake at every intersection...
is not a step back, it is one more step.
Every curve in every eraser..
it's not a step back, it's one more step.
I give away the ending if I delete my cassette tapes.
If I break the lens it spits my shadow on the wall.
If I throw the needle into the sea, if I drown out the speaker...
I conjure the present in the rearview mirror.
Every mistake at every intersection...
is not a step back, it is one more step.
Every curve in every eraser..
it's not a step back, it's one more step.
Every groove in every blur..
is not a step back, it is one more step
Every mistake in every intersection..
is not a step back Yes, it's one more step.
It's one more step!
It's one more step!