driving at night on the highway
eyes fixed on the road
someone told me just that night it was
hard to let things go
...
from brownstone streets of children's books
from basements of chamomile and the common cold
from wanting to vomit, unable to get out
from screeching owls across the sky while sleeping
...
1:
i'm listening to a song
the singing is extremely emotional,
but the instrumentation is completely electronic
...
they went to find a place to sleep
they woke up inside what seemed like a mansion
a resting place for those who feel the need
to stay and wait as the rain sets
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let's go out into the city tonight
i live on the streets of this city by day
and parade into homes for spare change by night
to wait and go out into the city again
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