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Yeah, yeah, yeah.... you get it, a mathematician argues with a magician about the true nature of existence, both eventually realizing that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here's Bill with the weather. This song was eventually co-opted to become a major component of our hit song Island of the Dead Soldier, which appears on Black Camaricans.

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The scientist said all of this
Stuff that’s around us
It is made of
Subatomic, elemental
On the tip on the tip of a pencil
On the tip of a pencil, on the tip of a pencil
On the tip of a pencil, soft and gentle

He said I’ve come here to perform a test
To prove what I’m sayin
Oh I gotta prove what I’m sayin
If I can’t then there is no equation
No relation
No solution
It’s just an illusion
We are stuck in confusion
We are lost and confused
And that’s the truth Ruth

A magic man from Pakistan
appeared in the shadows
he just appeared in the shadows
Like the ghost of the gallows
He said we are here to provide the earth
a reason to crumble
she needs a reason to move on
she’s been doin this too long

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from B​-​Sides & C​-​Sides Vol. 2, released January 31, 2013

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