La Punta Bianca – Nomadic thoughts Lyrics

Microscopic robotic cells carrying
Amaranta's burial shroud
While the gunman feeds pigeons on the patio

Nomadic thoughts and disquiet
Sisyphus scrolling a screen through a void
Trying to grow time instead of killing it

The old woman is making self-replicating origamis everyday
When she was a child she was a dance queen
Now her corpse is being carried by the little ants
Off they go to watch meteorites during medieval times

Nomadic thoughts and disquiet
Sisyphus scrolling a screen through a void
Trying to grow time instead of killing it

She has travelled and walked
This whole lightbulb with her eyes
Perfecting the art of doing nothing

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