If It Is Growing

If it is growing

If it is clawing

And wants to get out

Then let it come out

Your memory’s failing

Your eyes are like rocks

And I can see you on the floor of your box

You’ve got answers

In everyone is electric circuits

And that’s all there is

So now you’re leaving?

I’m not that impressed

Oh they will comment on the way that I dress

If I could be so cruel to confess:

That if you built this to look just like you

Then here’s the irony

No one will know

If it’s tomorrow or today that you go