Remainders by Rich Dineen Lyrics

Here at the edge

There is no ambiguity

The liquid ocean clap, lapping

At the antipodean shores

As the burning embers fade into the night

And forget the silk, silhouetted bridge

A herd of ignorami turn and flee on command

Amateur mathematicians who have forgotten to carry

The remainders of the day

And as the invisible smoke clears

It gives rise to an infinitum of
Shining, speckled, Southern-Crossed stars

Standing, gob-smacked, staring

At the oblique angle

Out to the edge of the universe

Here at the edge

Only clarity, and fortitude, and wonder

Remain