Just like the sumset is the requiem of the day
Some people just can't see the end as something great
I'm glad glad that it happened in a proper way
A shoal of salmon goes upstream to celebrate
Should I have a slice of every choice I make
Or roll the dice and make the best of it?
Who can tell what the world is really like?
People conceive the craziest shit like the cardinals
And specially the transfinite
Let's dance tonight
9th of July
And all the like
And all the lights
That flicker bright