Bond - 808 State, Mike Doughty

The trouble is a single atom

Shot at random, random fire

Two particles, fused and coupled

Once united, multiply

The waves run underground

Electric power, copper wire

Some tiny evil bursts the surface

Lays quiet like insecticide

Slanted, the eyes

And this bonds mind to mind

The risk is mine

And this bonds mind to mind

Slanted, the eyes

And this bonds mind to mind

The risk is mine

And this bonds mind to mind

Slanted, the eyes

And this bonds mind to mind

The risk is mine

And this bonds mind to mind

Slanted, the eyes

And this bonds mind to mind

The risk is mine

And this bonds mind to mind

Slanted, the eyes

And this bonds mind to mind

The risk is mine

And this bonds mind to mind

She says a word across the ocean

I hear the spit, I hear the sigh

The wavelength undivided

To drain the fruit and leave the rind

The shot runs through her wiring

Through her curve through her spine

To feel an impulse rising rising

A mess of reason and kissing eyes

Slanted, the eyes

And this bonds mind to mind

The risk is mine

And this bonds mind to mind

Slanted, the eyes

And this bonds mind to mind

The risk is mine

And this bonds mind to mind

Slanted, the eyes

And this bonds mind to mind

The risk is mine

And this bonds mind to mind

Slanted, the eyes

And this bonds mind to mind

The risk is mine

And this bonds mind to mind