Wake up, wake up, let tomorrow be today
Wake up, wake up, prise your eyes wide to the skies
Ablute and yawn with the scorn of a new born
Wake up, wake up, the whole world depends on you
İMal Webb 2000
The strange flexi-time that generally goes along with being a musician often results in a very open relationship with your sleep patterns, subconscious and bodily functions (thought not always an untorrid one). The word "ablute", stemming from "ablutions", is one I thought I may have invented, but I've subsequently found that it's a case of convergent evolution. And the Butterfly Effect is a comment on the interconnectedness of all things: A butterfly flapping its wing in Tahiti could lead to a tornado in Tallahassee. That's with a bit of paraphrasing for the sake of alliteration. But hell, it might as be a bootscooter picking its nose in Johannesburg leading to an earth tremor in Petropavlovsk-Kamchatskiy. Whatever.