The more I know The more I want to let go I close my eyes And I speak in code The more I see The less I sympathize I hold my breath As I close my eyes I get what I take Or I'm not satisfied Shrivelling up Kiss me goodbye I do not smell you like I used to smell No tingles on the back of my head, oh well The more I sort The less I recognize I name the parts And lose the whole The more I find The less I categorize I build the map It eats the road I keep what I prove Or I'm not satisfied Closing the loop Kiss me goodbye I still remember where the pieces fit I only can't remember what they built The more I am The less I occupy I clear the room Before I leave The more I change The less I realize I shed the skin But not the teeth I get what I am Or I'm not satisfied Nothing survives Kiss me goodbye I do not think the way I used to think The answers came. The questions learned to shrink.
