Wooden Toy - Amon Tobin

should you choose to walk about to light sounds to another

open up a door to more than you could ever live to love

tell me all about you even (even) though you’ve given in

listen, say the days that you leave for the rest

sing the songs that rumble in the twilight to abscond

can’t put your intellect before it and before you quit

disappear into the beacon of the lonely, if you can

given all the voices you should choose to fit without your head