The Morning of the Bank Run (Live)

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