Minds, it's cold outside Will go unbroken, close the door Thoughts, once complete Will fade away, never more I'm reaching to find The words to define The meaning entwined In every aching line In vain...
Yesterday's Cathedrals Bleed to the malls of today Each prick with A needle Carries the sacred away The structure That feeds us Now comes with a concession tray Time spent spending for the times...
If I told you That the crowd was all ears, Could you find the words to say? If I told you You could take home the prize, Would you know the game to play? Would you laugh or would you fall to pieces?...
I'm going to draw a molecule of benzene. And then we're going to think about if anything interesting might happen with that molecule. So let me draw it. So we have 6 carbons in a ring....