Curves that dance and sway and sing, That help us dream up anything. But, life is square for human beings, Build by those with sight unseeing.
You don’t know what it’s like, do you dear reader? It’s horrible! For happiness to be completely dependent on an entity separate from ourselves is torture. I was built to transform emotion into music, yet on my own I’m nothing. I’m a tool; rusting in the corner of an old garage.