I'm walking out in a force ten gale.
birds thrown around, bullets for hail.
the roof is pulling off by its fingernails.
yesterday's people end up scatterbrain.
any fool can easy pick a hole.
a moving target in a firing range.
somewhere I'm not scatterbrain.
as dead as leaves, scatterbrain.
lightning fuse, powercut.
somewhere I'm not.
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