Cleave

99 percent don’t know themselves
99 percent certain
All we need is one percent to dissent
One percent is all we need to cleave
Cleave
Please leave

Ask yourself if you care, do you see when you stare
Is this view, is it you, do you share
99 percent don’t dare
How’d that one skeptic fare
Cleave
Please leave

These numbers just don’t add up at all
These percents don’t make sense
One by one they add up, divided they fall
One to stand apart staring off, arms crossed
Cleave
Please leave

99 percent seems too high
But all these people in line
Do you think what kills us makes us stronger
Married to history no longer
Cleave
Time to leave
Time to leave

Written January 2024
Cleave - The Stoffice Modes Sessions, ep. 20