Diane Cluck - Content to Reform Lyrics
I am a place you can still get towith your body and my here coordinatesmy mind keeps my corporal self subordinatein answer it withers away…and i was a room and i had thick wallskicking them in till everything fallsthey’re fixing me up as i wander the hallsoh will i be back here again ?and i die and i die, discarding my skullscrushed into powder and spun into bowlsmade into mortar for plugging up holescontent to reform and to break againi die and i die, sloughing off cellssea creatures crawl from out crowded shellsclappers fall out from big, rusty bellseverything spends out its day and thenits content will reform until it breaks again