dashed off in interim

rhythm silence rhythm silence

needs and wants pile on all the self interest

in my mind nothing fits nothing works

nothing stands before you

vacant and empty this man

 

a need and a want, a city on fire

coming down the turnpike the city stirs closing the eyelids feeling all-weather

a need an urge an inclination, a perversity

a time a need

nothing stands up to the hurricanes coming

watch for the time to begin making a stronger stand

 

later you may wish you had

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