I had to excuse myself with the paradigm shift,
I left into the street and I ran home
to empty all of the drawers, to go through all of the papers,
to pile them up and see how they burned.
It was fast, the fire,
invigorating,
it was fast, the fire,
of flames full
of the barbarities which you and I had begun to say
of the barbarities which you and I had begun...
to say,
and they propagated to the horizon
to say,
and they educated the other person
to say,
always more illustrated than the others
to say,
and they paid very well at the end of the month.
With the paradigm shift, I preferred to second guess
I was never sure of what I was thinking.
I liked to stay on the patio with the radio purring
about the rumour of toppled statues.
About that rumor
on top of that beautiful song
about that rumour
of statues full
of the barbarities which you and I had begun to say
of the barbarities which you and I had begun...
to say,
and they propagated to the horizon
to say,
and they educated the other person
to say,
always more illustrated than the others
to say,
and they paid very well at the end of the month.
With the paradigm shift, they had to bury me
in this wasteland, with no name on the plaque
I offer you my gratitude for the white flowers and the eulogy at the funeral
I know that for a long time you didn't respect me.
And the flowers go well
with the hanging black cloths
behind a few friends
who remembered
the barbarities that you and I had begun to say.
The barbarities that you and I had begun to say.