with in this what we’re calling space
never to know it’s boundless face
why are we plotting our own disgrace
to leave somehow a visible trace 

so what are we wantonly supposing

i’m scared of all that’s unknown
so i’m brewing make-believe
‘cause this is how I do conceive
this whom i’m portraying it is
so what’s the big secret of being
‘cept jellyrolling my seeming
and fricasse-ing my scheming

to where am i following what
does it matter really with all i’ve got
if every where is just some where else
why am i even caring to dare
so what’s the secret to being
‘cept jellyrolling my seeming
and fricasse-ing my scheming

if this is up when then it’s down
is this a smile or grinning frown
aim i spinning or winding down
what does it mean to say i’m free
inside this so-called mystery
so what’s the secret to being
‘cept jellyrolling my seeming
and fricasse-ing my scheming

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