John Greaves, Peter Blegvad, Lisa Herman - Gegenstand lyrics

It but incurs
a lustre in a flood –-
after many not dislodged.

And at each subsidence
half arises,
half holds to cloudy water –-
nature of its anchor kept occult.

We keep a current
flowing from a sluice
cloud it with corrosives –-
hoping to appropriate
what holds its own so well –-
what tips an ever wider wake.