Stoned, lost behind my window shines drowned in a puddle of disdain [I have to find where all did hide]
stoned, lost behind my window shines outside, empty stores to rob more wine slow needles trace squares in the air so I thought it'd be the end of all
[I have to find - where did all hide?]
[drifiting away] one light-year - two light-years three light years - four light-years five light-years - six light-years seven light years - eight light-years nine light-years - ten light-years more light-years...
a journey lasting million years centuries watered by tears
the last survivor's in the brine to make humanity undying what we're looking for is Black no panic buying at nine p.m.
I can't find the reason why I think I will drink more wine I won't find the reason why think I'll go out for awhile
David Alexander, James Osterberg, Ronald Asheton, Scott Asheton
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