approximate music

headlight

It’ll pass

Today’s tomorrow already

The gun of morning is steady

Drops a dime into the chamber

Pass the basket

Pay the price

Twice

Once then again

It only seems like it happened before

A small undiscernible variance

Well within range

We call age

And trample the vintage

And cast the play

Against the chorus

Fuck dancing

Today I’m going to sing

With my shoes on my hands

I walk thru the world

Upside-down

And hang on to gravity

For dear life

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