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Lyrics
The monkeys threw their typewriters away, they'd reached their final day
The last of their scripts examined had the first letter of a play
The creative guy took the wake up pills and coffee, he was wired
But his alarm broke his concentration one second before he could be inspired
It's the magic nothing, the neglectible length
The difference between weakness & strength
The atom that was missing, the dirt that stopped with
a few other pieces so that the pipe was blocked
The raider of the buried temple had her treasure sought
But her arm was crushed when she reached back to get her hat
The doctors left the man & told his relatives he'd died
If the wound was one nanometer less deep the man would have survived
... the bird that flew free, so the noise was bearable
next door to the aviary
The car that was stopped, the litter not dropped, the one who stayed at home
The thread that was fixed, the dough not quite mixed,
One more bubble in the foam
The ice that didn't form, the tyre that wasn't worn
The things just one atom away from destruction
... whatever makes a weakness not a strength
The shopping trolley that was missing, the knot not quite tight
The last moment of sunset to night
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