Entropy

(lyrics & music by Chris Watson, Copyright ©)

Rounded rocks in course of stream
wearing down in course of time.
Of course I mean:
entropy, increasing to maximum.

Maybe I can stay the same.
Maybe I will never die,
but in what frame
of reference is my mind? How do I

find the answers to this quest?
Does it matter what they are?
Am I host or am I guest?