Testo: Stereolab. Going Out of My Way.

To compose, decompose, the ebb and flow of the darkness, the ebb and flow de ma paresse, to compose, decompose, and recompose, from a minute to another, from miniscule to the grandeur, to compos
Compose, I wander and I slip, get all those ghosts out of my sight, they devour all of my might.