Whats it that we're creating now
As the copies' duplication fades
Complex lives and simple selves
While people's quality degrades
Is the Queen dressed all in red?
Or black like that Ace of Spades
As the background moves along
So truth hides behind the shades

The scenery moves on and on
Pushed by the deadliest of sins
As the seas rise from the earth
We evolve the scales and fins
Is this where the past will end
And logic's stern reign begins?
Our new sympathy is A plus B
But at the end of it no one wins

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