Cast your mind back as far as it will go,
To last time we were dancing at the darkest-timeline disco, you said,
“Take me somewhere, somewhere I’ve not been before”
On a paramilitary march before the dawn.
Baby, does your heart sink?
Baby, does your heart just sink?
Baby, does your heart sink when I call?
I know it does.
When I heard you were getting future-proofed,
I became a sceptic, but I cannot hide it, scrolling fed the parasite,
It killed off something, something I’m not getting back,
All the tiny pieces of a torn-up zodiac.
