Day Fourteen
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
The house no longer whispers.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
The machine hums, patient as ever.
The mirror offers versions.
The hallway waits for alignment.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
But something has shifted.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
You keep blaming the future.
You say it refuses to arrive.
You say it hesitates at the door.
You say it with folded arms and polished explanations.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
The future is not standing still.
It has never once waited for you.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
It moves like the weather.
It moves like erosion.
It moves whether you consent or not.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
It is you who has stopped.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
You who has mistaken sharpness for strength.
You who have learned how to win an argument but forgotten how to hold a hand.
You who trim tenderness because it feels inefficient.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
Cruelty is a form of control.
Tenderness is a risk.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
The house can tell the difference. It has watched you choose.
Wo ist der FΓΌhrer, der mich fΓΌhrtIch warte immer noch
