Thee Unbearable Lightness Ov... - Penal Colony

I heard tell of a man

Who fell off the Earth

He went hiding

To the scratches

That were cut in his name,

Well, he caved in the ground

Device: broken

I wouldn’t have believed it

Were it not for the proof

It was whittled in bone

Attached to the cord

And in the front of the cranium

The magick it felt

And there were

Calls and accusations

Curdled up in the speaker;

He couldn’t fight back,

He was bubbles in the beaker

Thee unbearable lightness ov feeling

Thee unbearable lightness ov seeing

Thee unexorable needles

That we’re needing

Well, they can’t be medicated

They won’t be erased

I heard a story of a man

Who jumped from a window

Just like Socrates before him

They’d hauled him off to prison

Well, he rose up from the ground

Aided by the brethren

He was enraged with suspicion

Carbombs on the street

And he prophesized of cells

And their alienation;

Incanted before flames on his

Hot rod Lincoln

Stripped before hostages

And blamed for their treason

He couldn’t get out

From under the pendulum

They’d left him

Thee unbearable lightness ov feeling

thee unbearable lightness ov seeing

Thee unexorable needles

That we’re needing

Well, they can’t be medicated

They won’t be erased

Thee unbearable

Thee unexorable