Biomusicology Had we never come across the vastness of pavement The barrenness of waves and the grayness of the sea Never lost or ne'er been misguided We'd have ne'er reached seas so shining
Or come from out of a hansom in Camden To a bar in the basement while all the while it rained Or come around to the friendliest of faces Handsomest in ugly places
Or come from out of the tunnels we dig in To see that tunneling's not living and working doesn't work Or come to find that loving is labor Labor's life and life's forever
Or come to see that keeping's not giving
You get what you've given, you get what you deserve And in the midst of all of the action Maybe only there found satisfaction
Chasing sea foam dreams around another dirty old town Parallel run streams toward the gray ocean from the green ground 'Oed und leer, das meer, but look beneath the glassy surface All the songs you hear, down there they have a purpose
All in all, we cannot stop singing We cannot start sinking, we swim until it ends They may kill and we may be parted But we will ne'er be brokenhearted