Life with Accompaniment
I found the soundtrack to the city. To the busy streets. To the congestion and the traffic. To the L. To the wandering eyes on the train. To the turnstile and the fare cards. To the eyes hidden behind sunglasses. To the city and the people.
There’s a definite feeling
Buried down
Wrecking itself
Taking you with me
The more they was
The more they were
The more they wander from
There’s a terrible reason…
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