who am i these days?
by the time 2020
is over, I'll know
who am i these days?
by the time 2020
is over, I'll know
Hundreds dying of viruses
every single day
every single day
Hundreds dropping to choruses
every single day
every single day
But
the Economic Show must go on
must go on
and on
and on
and on
forever
out and under
up and over
our dead bodies
our dead bodies
our dead bodies…
I want to stop bleeding
-Woman
i don't want to die-
but i don't want to live
in this undying hell
who am i these days?
by the time 2020
is over, I'll know
i don't know what's what-
what's what is always what is,
and never what was
I used to be mute-
but then a little bunny
took my breath away
When I make art for myself
I’m happy and feel alive
When I make art for others
a piece of my soul withers
and dies.
I'm anonymous.
yet I am Juno before
I'm anonymous
if sleep captures me
seals me, please let me be free
from what my eyes see