Don't know inside from upside-down We praise the famed unwittingly If we had read that we are but illiterate What would we do? Keep inventory of things that we do not owe Even at a standstill we are spinning round and round We're lost but found Nowhere is right here Talk to us long enough and you will be perplexed Begin and end We talked in a language that we didn't understand Hiding things that were obscure while the people are searching Leaving our lives, staying in the same location Proving me to you, proving you to me Looking at pictures of people we do not know A first preview of something we have seen before A host of one tracing the invisible We danced side by side to a different monotone We practised our stargaze every day in the daylight A plan with no abstract outlined in the concrete A man opposite us is out-of-sight and unknown Never far nor all too near