Looks like she tricked me again While she filled ever gap in my concrete foundations With the hearbeats teeming in the sewer system With the shoots coming out of the ground making the junctions crack Binding my arms with chains of the wild vine Destroying the pavements with their scoliotic spines And bashing the surface with life Looks like she tricked me again With a hidden birds nest and the burrow and hive In the corpse of the machine being eaten by rust Washing out the mortar joint from between the bricks in the wall In every single place I have lost the control Crashing the bomb shelters from forgotten war Bashing the surface with life This time we shall call it a tie This time she didn't manage to move my solid foundations Though the action's reaction and destruction's creation They say that every beginning has to come to it's end Drop drills the rock not with force but by falling repeatedly But all this overblown wisdom has been misunderstood By foolish children of mine