beams of light
red, yellow and white
buzzing purr of roaring cars
fast forward, fast forward...
walking crowd of men
the pavement shakes.
random vibration
the city awakes.
one pump
(the time stops)
two pumps
(the light falls upon you)
one pump
(I must have been blind)
two pumps
(not to see you before)
running waves of stone and glass
dull river and cuttling bright
dispatched places filled with grass
narrow path and streets quite tight
one pump
(the time stops)
two pumps
(the light falls upon you)
one pump
(I must have been blind)
two pumps
(not to see you before)... |
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