[00:00.00] 作词 : Blegvad, Greaves[00:09.27]I dream Hermaphrodite & I sit up[00:16.05]all night our eyes on the horizon[00:20.70]of a wobbling bowl.[00:37.50]Heads in hands we ponder dregs[00:39.60]the bowl contains[00:41.55]a liquid's left putrescence[00:44.16]after being drained.[00:48.78](What we feel we have to solve[00:51.33]is why the dregs have not dissolved)[00:57.48]When I wake I wonder what it means;[01:00.75]am I bad alchemy? It seems[01:07.41]I image Self unmixed, a risk,[01:10.14]in a dish for drinking[01:11.94]Fluid with a strongly stinking[01:14.07]sediment - is that what it meant?[01:45.81]Am I hermaphrodite?[01:47.55]Neither one nor quite the other?[02:23.79](What we feel we have to solve[02:45.36]is why the dregs have not dissolved)