Where glass meets concrete
We walk above; then you drop
Me into the street
Ice rivers in my veins
Low slow bass smash arteries free
Someday, someday soon
Killing moons shadow
The bell tolls, it's 2 am
Hold me clementine
A natural wave
And a man-made wave collide
Tense, yet fluid swells
Before the cafe
On a fire escape rung
When noon strikes dull gray
Let's slip away, doll
Beneath two Januaries
Free from British law
Something from nothing
Untimely pop melodies
We are the hollow
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