di Brock, Green, Judy

MODEST MOUSE

I’m the same as I was when I was 6 years old
And oh my God I feel so damn old
I don’t really feel anything
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below

And oh my God, they look so alone
Do they really feel anything?
Oh my God, I’ve gotta gotta gotta gotta move on
Where do you move when what you’re moving from

Is yourself?
The universe works on a math equation
that never even ever really ends in the end
Infinity spirals out creation

We’re on the tip of its tongue, and it is saying
We ain’t sure where you stand
You ain’t machines and you ain’t land…

di Morrissey, Whyte

MORRISSEY

Irish blood, English heart, this I’m made of
There is no one on earth I’m afraid of
And no regime can buy or sell meI’ve been dreaming of a time when
To be English is not to be baneful
To be standing by the flag not feeling shameful, racist or partialIrish blood, English heart, this I’m made of
There is no one on earth I’m afraid of
And I will die with both of my hands untied …