Placelessness Lyrics

Tape the movements of muscles
That used to made us feel a ring
Of peace suspended 'round the spine
When we stretched beneath our orange-tree
While the noises will be asleep,
Both the bees and broken bones
And bombs and trees under the gloomy salty breeze
And all the gods of our very empty sea
I shall hang on together
Knees and soul to such a Grace,
Then I'll stare at the TV to place
Where I eat and rest and live and dream
Ourselves like a country
That's impossible to miss.