produce of sincere four season arithmetic
The slight bourgeois but more of a softer distance
a classy dietic act
But you gave me flowers and I heard the alarming bells
In your slogans
You yelled Geronimo and I dived in instead
I see your serious side and the shimmery heat hazing
Towards me
I never asked how Sun City works
How sun city looks, is it absorbing?
Is it constructive or just as they say
Dangerous in its stupidity
Watching the big burst happy dynamics
Did not give me the clue that I looked for
I thought I was safe and basically I was not possible
On pathologist’s table of content
All we had to do just to take the nature’s static hum
Into the arms of nothing
And with a sudden decision I made it through the walls
And shone directly to this day
End of retirement ….operating social security
Despite the conditions of flowers and slowness
The radio power saves the day
AM wave is still rocking the house…
You think you did it
Baptizing yourselves with two dizzy blurry names
You are imagining things
Well thank you for becoming chronic positivity
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