star no star

Babylon was built on fire
-out of- the bones of useless machines
It hurt to breath!..xxx
(And) you fell away from me

Packs of helicopters divide
Across a crowded sky
What angels did you ride
(As) I staggered at your side

Babylon was built on fire
-out of the- bones of useless machines...
It hurt to breath!
(And) you fell away from me

Citizens in their homes
Missiles in their holes
And citizens in their homes
And missiles in their holes...

?(This highway needs rain)
?Across both of its lanes
?Until all that remains
?Is this heart and its flames
?And the rumble of trains
?'Neath of a handful of stars

The brightest night I ever saw
Across an empty parking lot
No stars...

A.S.M.Z.A.T.T.L.L.C.


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when confronted by blinding beauty: turn away. it's always tainted, thickly the air of insanity sufacates.. to who the owner of that dence fog is of course imposable unclear.
we know the out come miles ahead, in past lives, far before the circumstance.
.not only do all systems fail!

..

and to attempt a force forgetting of the system-a (of) everything in a fools skill, sorely lamented by the ones who can see, luckily some times I'm not too bright, to only hope for more lapses/idiot grins.