To not focus on the Limb that's missing With the damn Phantom thing itching Is a difficult mission But listen: With much of the whole intact In this great anarchic expanse It mostly comes down To a gang of ants Swarming on the shadow Of the stain of a drop of blood I know I've got to submit to Whatever it is in control I know Stop throwing shadow On shadow and let it all go I know You say, "One Mississippi." Constantly rising from And falling into flame My body knows more than I can form with my brain And with a roar from The deepest core cave Cut a coil of those Old spoiled ways I know I've got to submit to Whatever it is in control I know Stop throwing shadow On shadow and let it all go I know You say, "One Mississippi One Mississippi. One Mississippi."