at no time have i tried
to be trapped inside
a giant vat of boiling oil
a too-short life of senseless toil
but meanwhile in my mind
i know a thing found by few
which stays just as hidden from me
as it seems to stay from you
why all this matters
time is an enormous ladder
a length we cannot fathom
and insurpassable chasm
a virtual infantasm
a really long way
and so this story ends
a short while before it begins
to give you even so much as a clue
what these incomprehensible lyrics mean to you.