One-way streets and square one. The answers don't come from any one direction. Not a care in the world, no better way to go. It's fine here, watching it go down.
One-way streets and square one. The answers don't come from any one direction. Not a care in the world, no better way to go. It's fine here, watching it go down.
Pattern doesn't match. Pictures fall from their base. Pulling out of the race. Put up the red flag. Matters close at hand. Cross over the land. . You get so diffused.
You're constantly defining what's left. A half-empty bottle of beer. Your misses, match-ups. And now here. . A weight lifted, a weight on the next. Some days you don't know why.