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20061129 - Twenty Lanes Of Traffic

from The Song Diary I by Paleo

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TWENTY LANES OF TRAFFIC


Burned, the moonbathed city sleeps
the entire day away.
Crushed cars and sun flowers.
Soul, like a circus come to town to stay.


How could you be ordinary?


And she, she draws in sawdust,
where veins don't like to go.
I crossed twenty lanes of traffic.
Twenty lanes, just so you know.


How could you be ordinary?


Raise, raise the bayonet.
Whistles worked to the marrow shrill.
And thin lipped with her broken pitch,
the dying wish of Jack & Jill.


How could you be ordinary?


Liberty vanishes into dumbstruck statue
by trick scrapmetal mirrors.
The once and future dream recedes,
like the migrant illusion of unruly hair.


How could you be ordinary?


Shrines and altars. Shrines and altars.
There is this ink inside my arm.
Now my body is a billboard.
Just like the stars. Just like the stars.


Bathtubs in the river
filled with broken bulbs of light.
Sun sleeps in a rollaway cloud.
I will be home early tonight.


I will cross twenty lanes of traffic
to be early to your nest.
Tonight, like a bridge, we'll shuffle,
two halves of a full deck.




DAS - Brooklyn, New York, USA



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from The Song Diary I, released April 15, 2007

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