​canned laughter from a neighboring room

Wait, wait
Wait, wait

An impermanence seeps through
The incessant trill of time-lapsed
Is the key homogeny;
To making the world spin

So fast it seems to stay in one place?
Focus on words and less what they say
(One pulse coursing as a collective heartbeat)
Fall back upon those old hymns you sang
Think of the mold and less of the clay
(One pulse coursing as a collective heartbeat)
Think of the words and less what they mean
Fall back upon those old hymns you sing
(One pulse coursing as a collective heartbeat)

Thеy’re gonna sell you short
They’rе gonna laugh it off

Fire missiles at haystacks
To weed out proverbial needles
Paint pictures of pastures
As you stew in contempt