Life`s not
a thing what you expect
autumn lingers in a hall
while summer puts on its hat
all went
not quite like you supposed
not good and not too bad
but now it`s more than lost
and everytime you go out
to buy some milk or bread
it`s like an odyssey and rain falls
on your bare head
meditated
but came to no reply
the world is like a broth
and you`re just like a fly
besides the sky
there`s nothing here that changes
but in its endless evolution
it allways stays the same
wind is taking cannonballs
high into the sky
your mother allways tried to suggest you something
you`d let it by
and everytime you go out
to buy some milk or bread
it`s like an odyssey and rain falls
on your bare head
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