John Greaves, Peter Blegvad, Lisa Herman - Gegenstand lyrics

It but incurs a lustre in a flood –- after many not dislodged. And at each subsidence half arises, half holds to cloudy water –- nature of its anchor kept occult. We keep a current flowing from a sluice cloud it with corrosives –- hoping to appropriate what holds its own so well –- what tips an ever wider wake.