Às vezes tenho acessos tontos... dá-me uma incontrolável vontade de pôr um marcador na página do presente, saltar do meu livro para o teu, folhear as páginas e procurar com afinco até encontrar aquele dia em que alguém te pôs na cabeça que nunca mais havias de sair de um pequeno e pesado capítulo.

Quando desse de caras com esse triste evento e encontrasse essa infeliz personagem, trataria de sacudi-la da tua narrativa com veemência.

Depois, voltava ao sítio que tinha deixado marcado, virava as páginas com vigor - sem espiar as coisas que têm de ser conquistadas-  e entregava-te uma caneta sem tampa, para que tivesses de escrever, mesmo que o texto acabasse por ser um erro. E não me ia embora até ter a certeza que ninguém seguraria a caneta por ti, ou que continuavas a pensar que o capítulo anterior era mais importante, e abandoná-lo tinha sido o maior erro da tua vida.

Letra:
I got home this morning with the sun right in my eyes
And there was no warning as it took me by surprise as it
Hit me like an Act of God, causing my alarm
That I had now become a cephalopod
I still had legs and arms
Still had legs and arms

Today was supposed to be the day
Molecules decide to change their form
Laws of physics lose their sway
Youthful indiscretion now is suddenly the norm
With the good kids sprouting horns, yeah yeah
And today was supposed to be

Not just another day
Today was supposed to be
Not just another day
It was supposed to be, today was supposed to be
And today

Those who can't quite function in society at large
They've got to wake up on this morning to find that they're in charge
But those the world's set up for, who are really doing quite well
They're going to wake up in institutions
In prison or in hell
Prison or in hell

Today was supposed to be the day
Molecules decide to change their form
Laws of physics lose their sway
Youthful indiscretion now is suddenly the norm
With the good kids sprouting horns, yeah yeah
And today was supposed to be

Not just another day
Today was supposed to be
Not just another day
Today was supposed to be
Not just another day
Toady was supposed to be
Not just another day
It was supposed to be, today was supposed to be
And today

But if you think there's something else
Well you're right, there is
There's something else
But if you think I'm gonna tell you, think again
Why should I even think of telling you what there is
Yeah, 'cause silence is knowledge
And knowledge is power
I'm under explicit orders to dare not speak it's name
Listen up, I just work here
Oh I dare not speak it's name
I can't keep talking about it
Oh, I dare not speak it's name