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Bliss and then marching in the snow, driving in circles smoking herbs
And then despair riding trains, getting to understand the bogyman, play your cards right.
Shooting in the void, reading books, learning guitar, blowing your kneecaps off, bliss crumbles.
Find a new friend (my ass), a traveling mate. Everything is different now, the thrill is gone.
Disintegrating in my 4 by 4 hole in the map, painting the sea in my basement,
getting wired, working my way out. I’ve been Soule regrouping...FLASH THE ROMJumping planes and of to wonderland.
Smaller hole but with pretentions, lakes, trains, first rides, crazy Portuguese making plans.
Dunes, diving num in new dreams, shorting out frequencies, awaiting the return.
Dreams shaking, sell the freedom scrap, grabbing the tailfin of the last expected plane out,
meet the Vikings ,making good on a promise long given deer in the bangs of iced lakes,
stone sliding with a phasing sound, smoking weed after a long time. Bus hop in London,
strolling in hide park, Akira blows my mind and his not alone.ANTICIPATION.Terminal ,17 Euros ,terminal... Back in wonderland, train, snow. Welcoming people with empty wallets,
mushroom tee and tension. but who gives a f*ck.
Over flowing optimism, blind optimism, cocaine finds drunk and mindless thru the portal,
but I don’t care I’ll take a deep ride and watch them fade out.
The far out Portuguese is their imitating the bombs, canal loops over and over
and who would have known, the war on Kosovo is on.TO MOYNI SEPNEI KAPABI
And to think that I thought you had me covered.
All of a sudden evolution takes a weird turn. One by one people turn to apes brushing the few remaining people
Beautiful sky through the window "hallo freak brother"
Guitar solo
Visiting friends naming cats for dog people, hardware store and then gad looked away
sofer cigarettes, blueberries in northern light ,pms, fuck pms, deal with it
Chinese hoar holds the last hope for her bitch friends
Esc mode evacuating the last survivors south Off wonderland
The dragon is gone flirting with madness, getting rewired, getting fired
yes fuck you to
defeat the demons on a 16bit sampler, remember the clouds in midi
imprisons letting go again in to your numbness, last chance years gone but things change
I can finally confess he works in mysterious ways after all
