Slow, slow  boy walking in snow  barely progressing  barely knows where to go  barely understands.  "Gods last joke"  So, so  get into a nice, steady flow  a misfit place  in a puzzle of blue notes  a fractured soul  where a gentle wind blows.  "Gods last joke"  I'm up  or am I out  I can fly  or maybe only shout  gotta move  I'm hyper  I'm a kite - I can fly.  "Gods last joke"