T.R. Hummer - Zero lyrics

Zero balance. Double entry. Every accounting method Failed. There could be no question of error or ignorance-- His omniscience was intact. But still the recalcitrant numbers, False sums, disagreement. And the office needed cleaning. So many outdated records, reports, bits of paper, dust. It was exhausting to think about. He'd just give up And go home, if he had one. But even to look out the window, Where clouds of dark matter accrued and disbursed And spiral nebulae wobbled unreliably, panicked him. This was not the job he'd signed on for. There were people Waiting for results, for the traffic light to change, the cell to divide, The wounds to numb, the dead to file their forms.