Lyrics

Sluggish synapses mocking Cro-Magnon's first impressions Also gently leaning towards the nearest black hole And even time reversal, symmetry Is baffled by the smirkless face of history Analytical avenger can't be held back any longer By these self adhesive shackles Arranged in sequential order Up the spine of the self appointed Full time re-arrangers of yester-eon Overwhelmed by the repeating pattern Yellow rain pisses in the well again While closing in on rationed out repossession The fact remains, this is the wrong time line