Saturday, 23 May 2009

Day Out

ok, let's sweat in this shop
before venturing out the capital
spread before us
the garden is wild as
our society is/ yours
your life is, wasted wide
scatter'd as corn the populace
ramble our songs dead now
down trampled them.

I think you'll get a long
way out there, no matter
yo how soiled is our life/
as yours, matters we are.

blinded by the light
their glowing faces
what the fuck, do I believe

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