verse 1 Given free will but within certain limitations I cannot will myself to limitless mutations I cannot know what I would be if I were not me I can only guess me verse 2 So when I say that I know me, how can I know that? What kind of spider understands arachnophobia? I have my senses and my sense of having senses Do I guide them? Or they me? verse 3 The weight of dust exceeds the weight of settled objects What can it mean, such gravity without a centre? What can it mean, such gravity without a centre? Is there freedom to un-be? Is there freedom from will-to-be? Solo verse 4 Sheer momentum makes us act this way or that way We just invent or just assume a motivation I would disperse, be disconnected. Is this possible? What are soldiers without a foe? Verse 5 Be in the air, but not be air, be in the no air Be in the air, but not be air, be in the no air Be on the loose, neither compacted nor suspended Be neither born nor left to die Verse 6 Had I been free, I could have chosen not to be me Demented forces push me madly round a treadmill Demented forces push me madly round a treadmill Let me off please, I am so tired Let me off please, I am so very tired So very tired