Cat power kills us. Alone with a high life and a lit mag full of sonic youths. You think there’d be more clocks in a new England town.
I used light to sculpt words.
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What hidden symphonies are out there? It doesn’t take much of a leap to imagine skyline equalizers or tuned suspension bridges. An entire world of musical ephemera, a concealed opus of life and progress.
Well youve cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air.
But will you keep on building higher
til theres no more room up there?
Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry?
Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?
I know weve come a long way,
Were changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?
