Does it really matter to you?
I know it matters to me
We put out a transponder and upon the world we wander
Everyone is consorted but me
Is there nothing left to learn?
Is there nothing left to reach?
The transponder's broken, reception forsaken
And everyone is consorted but me
A little beep, the transponder leaks but everyone is afraid to speak
But everyone's is consorted but me
Now are you disordered by me?
I know it matters to me
We put out a transponder and upon the world we wander
Everyone is consorted but me
Is there nothing left to learn?
Is there nothing left to reach?
The transponder's broken, reception forsaken
And everyone is consorted but me
A little beep, the transponder leaks but everyone is afraid to speak
But everyone's is consorted but me
Now are you disordered by me?