Anarchaia

Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)

20aug2007

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Don’t drive any faster than the angels can fly
I see you racing around like the speed of light
I see you walking around out there
Wind is flying through your hair
I know you just won’t listen but I try
Don’t drive any faster than the angels can fly
— Dan Bern, Angels

You say the city looks different, it s somehow lost its charm
Fire engine fly by with its annoying alarm
Did the angels ever really look this sad and blue?
You say the city has changed, well maybe it’s you.
— Dan Bern, City

Roto y Abandonado