Sometimes I wonder if my life,
Is degrading at 60 dB/decade or more,
I wish I could figure out,
The stages I got these poles,
Sometimes I wish,
If only I could add a zero more.
Crazy world this is,
Everything is hurled at us
No other option there is,
Than to pipeline this life -
Fetch, decode and execute all at once.
Maybe that’s why I run,
Into these hazards forlorn,
Teach me I pray,
When to stall, and when to forward.
What is this life, I believe
But a closed loop feedback system,
Always striving to be stable,
But could it ever be done?
Like a step response, this life is a struggle,
But Nobody wants an overshoot too high,
And nobody likes a settling time that long.
Nonetheless I wish my life,
Was almost as smooth as a DC signal,
Steady as it could be,
With only a few percent of ripple,
No rolling off, No falling down
Just a simple system,
Without any poles,
Without any zeroes.
Often I wish my life,
Would be carried away, far from here,
Picked by the one that resonates with me,
And demodulated only,
For the right ear to hear.
