Aleph Songtext
von Corn Flakes

The writer says two words
He stops
Thinks about them
Feels moderately happy
He went to dust her fingers
Repeats the first words
Adds two more
Adds two more
And feels comfortable
She feels so impressed that her fingers seem to type even the fifth


The writer adds the fifth
Later
While quite far away
She tuition already knows
Already knows the shape of everything
The universe
Her fingers type again
It′s into his mind out of his mouth down to her fingers
It's into her smile out of his mouth down to her fingers
Personal lap to see the world in spite total blindness