Lyric

Broken love or a broken friend?

Blackboard equations with no end

X, Y, Z, what does it mean?

A secret code in a quiet scene

The young teacher drops a paper note

A hidden message that someone wrote

I see the truth in your staring eyes

Beneath the veil of your clever lies

No secrets here, just a strange reality

Truth is a fiction of high duality

Your heart is reading, your heart is small

Your heart is minimal after all!

Minimal heart, minimal soul

Losing the part that made you whole

Crushing a blister, crushing a lie

Under the gray of a rainy sky

Stones in the schoolyard leave a scar

Wishing on a cold and distant star

The vegetables cry in the market bin

Letting the darkness of evening in

I bought just one for my lonely bag

While the dying day begins to lag

Minimal

X, Y, Z

The answer is zero