Shape

They said:
«Lady or gentleman
You’re either or
It’s morning, it’s evening
It’s once or it’s more»
What’s the name? what’s the name? What’s the name again?
When I held up the roof the floor would cave in
Shadowboxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talk
Shadowboxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walk
Scribbling and coughing a line in the winds
Busy with oiling your sandcastle’s hinges
What’s the name? what’s the name? What’s the name again?
Stamp on the ground and the ceiling falls in
Shadowboxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talk
Shadowboxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walk
Shadowboxing, monologue and we clean and we clean and we clean
Shadowboxing, monologue and we dream and we dream and we dream
And we go down to the beggar, to fight for a queen
And It’s now and forever, and we are and we seem
And we sculptured a statue to worship and bear
The chaos that’s behind the glass of
Who and what and who and what we are
Shadowboxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talk
Shadowboxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walk
Shadowboxing, monologue and we dream and we dream and we dream