Love Theme from “The Bible”

I wish my mind was like the keys, with black and white distinguished
Find the incontinence in me, and you know the chords'll be mixed

Prophecies, passers-by look for days to seize but don't know why

Carpe deus

Your candor, my complacency, makes a sight of an impression
The world is not a place to me, just a series of investments

Entropy and men's eyes lend their grace with clout and compromise

Structuralist sentiment breaks apart, but that's not what i meant