It was a quiet day in my city today
everything was sinking, says it with come on Sunday
the old school and the traffic rude
apart the west where set watching coming lot in time
shining up above me the jet fuel fan, down the road
lots above with the money always come through and the sirens sing.
so gather the day they’ve switch off the machine
’cause many yellow jackets outwards inside my dreams
and all they need so a whole world gone
for along the .. changing ways we all communicate
so standing out somewhere they ride in space
..and the house some..
another west way
give me magic carrot city above
do you ..so standing in..
in the flights coming down
..town just like a..some further way my..without you
paradise not ..it’s..i apologize
but i am not a saint
now the new.. singing out loud singing
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