What the Record Cannot Show BTC rewrite After “Color and Li

What the Record Cannot Show BTC rewrite After “Color and Light” from Sunday in the Park with George  GEORGE Order. Proof. Hash. Time. Form. Consensus. Final. More chain… And a little more chain… Block block block block Block block block block Even… even… Good. Bumbum bum bumbumbum Bumbum bum… More chain… More proof… More node… More light! Record and light. There’s only record and light. Ledger and white. Just hash and ledger and white. Look at the air, miss— See what I mean? No, look over there, miss— That’s done with green… Conjoined with orange… DOT Nothing seems to fit me right. The less I show, the more the record feels complete. More proof… The chain is very special. Maybe I’m just not special enough for it. If my soul were shorter If my grief were smaller If my prayer were quiet If my thanks were thinner If my loss were flatter If my need were still If I could concentrate— I’d be in the ledger I’d be written in the chain Gentlemen with private keys And perfect fees Would wait with flowers I could make them wait for hours Giddy young aristocrats With fancy flats Would drink my health And I would be as hard as nails… And they’d only want me more… If I were a clean entry… Nah, I wouldn’t like it much. Married men and stupid boys And too much smoke and all that noise And all that record and light… None of the others worked at night… How do you work without the right— Bright— White— Light? How do you fathom, George? GEORGE Block block block block Block still waiting Hash the perfume Block all night Blue-green the window shut Dut dut dut Dot Dot sitting Dot Dot waiting Dot Dot getting fat fat fat More yellow Dot Dot waiting to go Out out out No no no George Finish the chain finish the chain Have to finish the chain first Chain chain chain chain Hot hot hot it’s hot in here… Sunday! DOT Record and light. There’s only record and light. GEORGE What the record cannot show. DOT What the light cannot hold.