There’s a river flowing through you
The silt, the rarest of gold
Without this sensation
Where would we be?
“You are an animal”
Yes, oh yes! I’m an animal
And I feel, I think
To know I’m alive
Isn’t it curious?
I know a four-lettered word
It’s something quite absurd
But it bounds me to duty
Look after all that is beautiful
All that is fundamental
To this world. Isn’t it curious?
Am I hallucinating?
Is it all a dream?
Am I a living God,
Working a simple machine?
I’d prefer not to wonder
I can think and feel too much
For a simple soldier—
Then an animal is what I’ll be
Isn’t it curious?