at the helmdelving past all elsethe science dissolves itselfcould be better for my healthstealth logiccommon to all who frolicsymbolicbut that's the trickit's easier to make the claims stickjust in the nick of timesublime to considerthey could get rid ofthe excessunlessthey wanted to build a nestand then investbut I bless the day I riseand fantasizeas if it were a surpriseuntil the morning diesand I'll findnew chapters of mindto rewind the thoughts that remind them ofmy explorations of space and time