WANT

Gather en masse in town

Taking one vow in the rhythm of a crowd sound

Freedom on the bus back home

Do I want to go?

Millions of war-lit palms

Swipe up in alarm, share it and disarm

But I don’t know who I would show

So do I want to know?

Want. I want, I want no more

Want. I don’t want anymore, anymore

Want

First thought, best thought

First thought, look it up

First thought, best thought, look it up

Did you know, do you know

Before it was a play it was a poem on the road

With a Nina Simone, the then Pope?

The seventh, I believe

God knows, Google knows

Moses wrote in lines of code

On a tablet in the Silicon Valley

Didn’t he go crazy, live on the TV

And murder his own algorithm?

Want. I want, I want no more

Want

I don’t want anymore, anymore

Want

Want want want

I don’t want anymore, anymore

Want want want. Ah!