we're holding together well
we're weathering the crisis of illiterate lords
it struck me as interesting
that we all felt so safe
and i know we won't react like the others do
we're okay
we won't panic and hide
from the brown recluse
we watched when the forest fell
we covered our eyes and we diverted the flow
of the love and the power grid
and that's why we're still safe
from eight legs on forward march
to a venom-sacked dream
i couldn't feel you because my sensors were numb
but i know we won't react irresponsibly
under threat they can't make us cry
you're impossibly
spinning up
spinning out
spun around
in the centrifuge
it's alright
we'll learn to live
with the dangerous spider
once our nerves return