You know the flow by where it won’t go
Those outlines define the shapes of the signs
Drawn in the span between high tide and low
Visible only when moonlight shines
Keep digging and ditching
All double-edged dualities
Emulating every enemy
As we go about the business
Of re-branding reality
Spiraling staircase
Spells out the word
That all eyes know
And no ears have heard
Four letters in the flesh
Swirling in a soup
Strangely stirred
Walking the talk
Stumbling and slurred
Banks of currency backed by trust
Storing the solid light of the sun
Accounts inherited by birthright of dust
The deeds according to whoever won
Variable interest which self-adjusts
And long lines of survivors holding the gun
Spiraling staircase
Spells out the word
That all eyes know
And no ears have heard
Four letters in the flesh
Swirling in a soup
Strangely stirred
Walking the talk
Stumbling and slurred
Making matters in our own hands
For all we are are blueprints in sand
With the endless supply of endless demand
Swimming through the subspace substrate
Creation in search of something to create
Anagrams and amalgamated visions
Fused by confusion and split decisions
Spiraling staircase
Spells out the word
That all eyes know
And no ears have heard
Four letters in the flesh
Swirling in a soup
Strangely stirred
Walking the talk
Stumbling and slurred