In my desire to embrace the world, embrace for love, for safety, no, not for love — so chilling, for safety, I conceive the world determinable, employ science and social contracts, morals and power, all for my well–intentioned designs Do not go coming around bringing up the ghost of love to haunt my bones, to turn my castles in the air to dust. I’d have to give up everything science cannot calculate, contracts cannot account for, morals cannot heed, power cannot glory in its deeds, only that I may look in your eyes and know you the factory belts overflow untended the stocks: lost opportunities my work hours fly by just to gaze at you my research and masterpieces ring hollow and it is so important to do Bah! you, tormenting me to look upon you I howl, shiver like a child in my toddler shoes With what crazy faith you do tempt me to my insanity, Oh God, oh God, boohoo