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It’s now 6AM
Still awake with an open can
It’s not his fact that he’s out of time
It’s more the fact that he’s wasted...

It’s now 6AM
Still awake with an open can
It’s not his fact that he’s out of time
It’s more the fact that he’s wasted...

He said, it’s not my fault
I find myself in a big black hole
He bears the brunt of a private joke
Fellow workers with hidden agenda

I thought of something else
Watching from a plane
And I was able to
watch them shouting
Are you learning?

BANG BANG
Is the sound of the windows
HOLD UP
As the winds pass through
TAP TAP
They’re the cheap imitations ripping out the best of you

HOLD STILL
With a knife in the kitchen
STAND UP
Coz you’re almost dead
BREATHE IN
All the hands are surrounding cutting of your daily threads.

Televisions on
A Dust collection by the telephone
Lacking movement in his final place
I have decided I might pick up a phone and call him

Young invention’s Son
Not a show, more arresting place
About his former life and homely base
And the way his younger life is back to haunt him.

And think of something else
Discard the private jokes
And now your able to
Get a photo
This is memory

BANG BANG
Is the sound of the windows
HOLD UP
As the winds pass through
TAP TAP
They’re the cheap imitations ripping out the best of you
HOLD STILL
With a knife in the kitchen
STAND UP
Coz you’re almost dead
BREATHE IN
All the hands are surrounding cutting of your daily threads.

Open doors are always good
We lock the doors and seal them
SHUT

And his former self
On the chalky screen
Looks unable to
Hold this memory

BANG BANG
Is the sound of the windows
HOLD UP
As the winds pass through
TAP TAP
They’re the cheap imitations ripping out the best of you
HOLD STILL
With a knife in the kitchen
STAND UP
Coz you’re almost dead
BREATHE IN
All the hands are surrounding cutting of your daily threads

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