We can't find the internet
Attempting to reconnect
as the singer discretely hums the needle joins the seams the fabric of the schemes that the music becomes as the photons fade i find i cannot sleep we cannot keep all the promises we've made the wellness i feign every day of the weak in the words that i speak to escape the pain we never guessed as the footlights fade the scripts that we made for the time we have left still the singer discreetly hums and we cannot yet sleep so remember to keep what the music becomes (c) 2005 Bill Grundmann
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