Perma-Song
Jerry Paper
How does it happen
That temporary pain
Gives the illusion
It's eternal?
We get so sucked in
So caught up in the trip
It seems the motion
Is static
Seamlessly it chugs along
Not frames in film, not frames at all
Change is the only
Guarantee that life has offered me
Just one direction
In this place that we live
Always towards
Always
I think that grooving
Is a nice way
To warp perception
Of time
Relentlessly it rides along
The metronomic perma-song
Change is the only
Guarantee that life has offered me