[00:00.00] We're not well, dear. Toll the bell, dear.[00:21.18]As our lives dissolve we revolve[00:30.21]Lonely & uninvolved.[00:56.79]Pencil thin, we're near done in, we're[01:02.73]masticating maize. An empty gaze,[01:11.76]sitting like that for days.[01:17.70]Try as we may, calendars[01:24.78]are scattered, furnaces go cold,[01:29.49]wardrobes flap in tatters, you & I grow old.