Cancun. Music: Jupitter Goes Quattrocento - "At Least Be With Oxygen" at least be with oxygen storm outside as the sheeps go wild i ask are we meant for nothing there? do the anchors lead us deep in the water or the soft wool beds? accelerating the truth with a silly death everyday beating deep inside of us a sign of a vibing existence at least be with oxygen decline each brick of words that make your thoughts a temple built if we were free of it we would run naked on the frosty ground