Conjecture
Platypus Egg Lyrics

empty spaces
between two points and such
converged traces
intimately close yet do not touch

oscillé, ...

suprema
infima
empty faces
although two bodies touch
diverged complacence
infinitely verbose yet do not much

oscillé, ...

suprema
infima

An essence of shadows and spirits are we,
but drawing lines and limits makes sense to me.
We're bounded by three, just you and me, baby,
but all we can agree upon is incongruency

Father Time, the geezer's dragging me down
With the pendulum he's swinging around
You said to me, "You're the only one for me, yeah"
But all we can agree upon is incongruency, yeah

oscillé, ...

infinitesimally alone