Saturday, March 10, 2012

Ship Salamandar sails with sordid men, with great solidarity in the sunshine.

It's never dark enough for the moonlight to shine through
City lights are bright and cruel
The stars they lay hidden behind clouds of smoke and dust
It's not quiet, it's loud, it's uncomfortable
Lying in the bed all you hear is the road
There is no clarity in my vision
The smog blurs everything
This city is big, this city is too big for me to live in
I'm getting away soon
The stars they call to me
The soft white clouds elsewhere are so tempting
I'm going to explore the world
I'm going to seize my chances

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