We have an idealized view of the world depending on our subjective view - a farmer sees a field as a means of making money, we might see it more romantically. The same goes for a scientist and a rainbow. Richard Dawkins should hear this track, his mantra; "Science is beautiful" is a way of saying you don't really understand imagination.
lyrics
As I gazed across
The units of production,
At snow covered obstacles,
Too steep for any animals, she said
“Are trees for my eyes,
Or arteries for this earth to breathe?”
Oh you’ve been distant lately,
Even more so now you’ve gone.
Like two crows by the road,
My passing was the only reason you
Took off together,
Two’s company and three’s a murder.
Chorus:
I am a black, teenage girl on a bus
Sitting with my posse,
Dissing those that pass
They say – “Go away”
There was nothing in the sky above me, chirping shrilly,
No distant dog,
His face stiffened into mine.
Somewhere over refracted light
Way up high,
I see clouds in their faces
No, the beasts never loved being wild.
It’s over as the minute hand
Strikes the two of them.
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