Letras
Oh, you can't see me
You can only see my key
But I don't love the chain more than the tree
I pedal toward the sun
To make peace with someone
And plant lilacs on the morning of the bank run
Way down ahead
Time runs us in a runtime when we love each other's thread
Let what will just be
The blocks that are ahead generate all the history
A caress across the chains
I sent one lover grains
Through consensus tubes of secrets and chicanes
A `ZKP`
Is four thundering hooves
Through a storm of scams of talking heads and blood-stained pillared roofs
Way down ahead
Time runs us in a runtime when we love each other's thread
Let what will just be
The blocks that are ahead generate all the history
I've been through a fiasco with my hat held in my hand
Can't get a man to know a thing he's paid not to understand
The thief needn't steal when he mints copper-cladded zinc
And we will only heal when we decide to stop and think