The Brave Little Abacus - Pile! No Pile! Pile! [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

You're not
Listening
I said "stop"

Because it's come to be too much
I can't just pile aesthetic-perceptive dilemma
Over-analytic demeanors
Feelings of lonely worthlessness and unproductivity
Atop the other
Allowing each to bleed through
Their fabricated boundaries
And become one more thing to

Notice me
Before it's too late and too far away
From when I dreamt of explaining to you that you are an everywhere
That caused these words I'd somehow type
My fingers, feet and diaphragm, all screaming

And as things grew more complicated
Conscious expansion cultivated
The books' ideas, songs' polyphony
Texture, content danced around me
Unlike all the events staged
The puppeteer'd facade I'd made
This was naturally extraordinary
And grabbed me from the ordinary
Now perceived reduction theory of
Where we are

From afar
It made less sense and appeared
Beauty-less, which I guess is its defense
Not that any simple allegory transcends
My inability to relate, it's this ability to relate that
Provides
The socially obligatory things that I
Want
To
Re-learn
Why
We're friends again
I thought you knew

I can pile one atop the other, it just feels bad
It just feels bad to
Realize you might hear something
In the quietest of nights
There
Are
Two of me and one of them will say
"Hannah"

Way before now
Way before now
Way before now
Way before now
Way before now

"So now, a relationship that was totally meaningless and trivial is over. It's hard to get too upset."