"This Is How We Unwind"
Music & Lyrics: Vincent Cespedes, 2016

What is is instinct?
What is control?
What is revenge?
What is pregnancy?

What is ego?
What is honor?
What is landscape?
What is golden age?

Beauty, for instance
Our declining circulation, for instance

Welcome, sandbox
Well done, open space
Welcome, poignant question
Well done, unwritten rules
Welcome, listeners
Well done, wholeness
Welcome, acceptable behaviors
Well done, names
Welcome, violent tendencies
Well done, irony

To cross boundaries sounds great to me
Where did the idea for this begin?
You don’t always know what’s behind work
To write in the third person sounds great to me
Where did the idea for this begin?

We have nothing to lose but our chains
We have nothing to lose but our tenderness
We have nothing to lose but child labour
We have nothing to lose but our trajectory

To shrivel when low in spirit sounds great to me
Where did the idea for this begin?
You don’t always know what’s behind work
To reduce a revolution to powder sounds great to me
Where did the idea for this begin?
You don’t always know what’s behind work

The Earth moves when we unwing
This is how we unwind

Give the globe great mysteries
Give the globe paradox
Give the globe a sparkling- personality
Give the globe a nervous center
Give the globe the wrong issues
Give the globe grass-roots movements
Give the globe disarming honesty

The planet laughed at us

Hundreds of millions of people know that
hundreds of millions of people are watching
Of course you do
We’re at great risk of going blind

Hundreds of millions of people know that
hundreds of millions of people are dreaming
Of course you do
We’re at great risk of going nuts

Hundreds of millions of people know that
hundreds of millions of people are yawning
Of course you do
We’re at great risk of going mad

My task is to think
My task is to talk
My task is to fight
My task is to throw it to the three winds
My task is to take pleasure
My task is to express disgust
My task is to provide ample clues
My task is to ask

Challenge, friendship, In the abstract
Dignity, silence, In the awe

Cult of agony, performance, In the sand
Convenience, a sense of civic life,
In the thrilling encounter with the unexpected

Strangers, fellow citizens, In some part
Serendipity, fate, of the universe downright hysterical

Breasts, physical discontent, In ordeals
Upstairs, In sleep-time
Teenagers, In the storyline

Do you remember the sky?
Do you remember the side of the mountain?
Do you remember unpleasant facts?
Do you remember bankrupt?
Do you remember eloquence?
Do you remember tears?
Do you remember fragility?
Do you remember work?
Do you remember your animal nature?
Do you remember sex?
Do you remember success?
Do you remember freedom?
Do you remember adrenaline?
Do you remember sacrament?
Do you remember lifelong engagement?
Do you remember me?

And history?
And the unfolding of a narrative?
And the additional credibility?
And doe-eyed vulnerability?
And gang members?
And real perspective?
And mitigating circumstances?
And infightings?
And rundowns?

I started thinking about boredom because
I didn’t have anything else to do

I solved puzzles Interactually
I made the leap Psychologically
I solved puzzles Ridiculously
I made the leap Narcissistically
I solved puzzles Successfully
I made the leap Practically
I solved puzzles Less randomly
I made the leap Rhythmically
I solved puzzles Craggily
I made the leap Valiantly
I solved puzzles Oddly
I made the leap Keenly

Flouting the taboo of major focus
Flouting the taboo of inner ear
Flouting the taboo of scruffy look
Flouting the taboo of that which shall not be named
Flouting the taboo of ice
Flouting the taboo of dice
Flouting the taboo of price
Flouting the taboo of working-class

It’s okay not to know how to feel about something

I just want it to be me because I can only do me
Settling is the worst feeling in the world