Abacus Songtext
von Naevus

The world does not add up

In the drawer beneath the screen
The papers slip to dream
They jar and fall not far
Remaining to be seen
Everybody falls
You crawl
One distended drawl
Not there at all


The world does not add up

Psychoactive
Not reductive
Flowerbeds, fallen heads
A future market dead
I pick my way around
The shallow bay
I cannot hear
The several things you say

The world does not add up