Song Of The Eared Robot

If you gather it up, wrap it tight
Avoid the shadows, come this way
The path ahead, a guiding sign
Wander and ask, come this way

Words that are twisted, words that are drowned
Still, they weave together
One by one, linked and connected
A string of phonemes, hold their meaning

Hidden under the name of Markov
In the ultimate of names

Love again, love again, love again
Rejected and tossed aside
Looking back, cut the branches
Even if you want to cry, still keep going

In front of the journey, I want to set the rhythm
The meaning is there, where are the words?
Above, the fr sounds are swirling
Search for the place of catathesis

Breathless, carried by the waves
Listen to the meaning of para-language
Breath released, words woven
Even to the whirlpool, surely sway

(And then)

Love again, love again
Disappointed, rejected, tossed aside
Draw the circle, stained red
Even if you want to cry, still gather it all

Look ahead, take the helm
If you don’t want to cry, then sing again, sing again
Love again, love again
Leave that past behind and come this way.