I can taste it in the air
Sort of sour and like a strange summer seam
I can feel it on my skin
A dust that blows in from the east
Our sweat rolls off like hard bop jazz
And our laughter comes from laughing gas
A crowd bursts into a great blue flame
And the girls are dancing with poppies on their eyes
I leap into a woozy green void
I return a ruined and shuttered man
I see my Astrid dancing light
She is playing something from Bowie and Morrissey
I read the news today oh boy
Then I went upstairs and had a smoke
A wave consumed the Empire State
And the stock exchange went sailing out to lunch
When someone shows you who they are
Believe them the first time
Black out
I can hear the true believers whining
The WiFi here is pretty bad
They march in step like a German queue
They’re not seeking your approbation
It’s times like these that make me wonder
If I can recognize my own face
Maybe I am you and you are me
I like your body more than mine
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