In mind's eye music plays
A druid does fly over bedlam
Catalpa leaves huge as faces
In the dark their sway like
Voices sing the new life
Into collaboration w shadow
Bouncing around 3.a.m. rooms
Somewhere in Middle America
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Time to love
Time for truth
Time for the dying
Of silly ways
Time to understand
Decay
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All tomorrow's parties
Lived in one night
Once back in 1992
With you
Now lost to the tides
Of madness &
Civilization
Throbbing beneath
Your legs
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Tonight, under the boughs of trees
Along darkening city streets watching the glow of an orange crescent moon
I ride
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Follow me friends
Can you see any futures
Not so dimmed
By some form
Of hatred
Why so dim
Why so grim
America
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